Forgive the way I find it uncomfortable to be around people,
forgive the way I dress, comfortable loose t-shirts and harem pants,
forgive the fact I don’t wax, shaving my legs only when I feel,
forgive my inability to be okay with strangers touching me,
forgive my blunt nature, stating what I think,
forgive my lack of make-up, wearing just my face,
forgive me for not understanding ‘obvious’ directions,
forgive me for not getting your witty jokes,
forgive me from stepping aside when you get too close,
forgive me for being me, acting ‘separate’ or ‘aloof’.
Wait.
No, not forgive.
Accept.
Accept me, you shit.
Treeshallow Musings 