What life

What life would I have

If I wasn’t afraid of being judged.

If I said what I thought

and not what was expected.

How would I feel

If I learned to love my body.

each curve, each scar,

each and every flaw.

What could I do

If I were brave enough to just be me

If I followed my heart, unafraid

of how I’d be seen.

Imagine a life not lived

in my head

But lived out loud in

glorious technicolour.