To say I'm flawless would mean that I'm devoid of what makes me human,
that my experience is bare.
It is a claim that poses my record is clean.
But what good is my resume if it does not have a front & back
with two more fronts and backs?
If my life reads as a scroll of disaster,
of successes & mishaps,
of trial & error,
then I am more than qualified for many positions.
I could be used & resused,
a recyclable container that could feed wisdom
to all who come weary.
My misery did not die in vain.
My tears were not collected into puddles
only to be dried up & forgotten.
My closed door secrets
are forming bullhorns on purpose.
To say I'm flawless would be a lie
that I would never tell
to make others feel comfortable,
to make myself feel comfortable amongst others.
To downplay my background would mean that Barbies are real.
And I am no plastic.