![](https://writersoutlet.io/writingImages/1651421264.jpg)
As I Am
Read Count : 127
Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
The ties that bind,made me blind,what played with my mindI now decline.The reflection in the mirrorof someone I hold dearis full of smiles and laughterwith eyes shinning clear.The darkness that crept inno longer puts my tail in a spinbecause I knew I would winagainst that virus within.Perfect,I will never be,but imperfectly perfect,that is me.