Serena Malcolm

I make no apology
for being me,
I may wear my heart
upon my sleeve,
I may laugh like Marge,
I may kiss my teeth
and evoke a hamster
when I sneeze,
But I make no apology
for who I am,
My skin is wolf
but my blood is lamb,
Defender of truth
and taker of stands,
I’d give my right arm
just to lend a hand,
And I’d make no apology
Because,
You see,
My kindness
does not weaken me,
Goofy and awkward
I may well be,
But for those I love
I’d sail seven seas,
So you’ll get
no apology
for me
from me,
For with each flaw
I’ve made my peace,
What you get
is what you see.
This is me
so
take
or
leave.

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