Paper thin, my skin,
Unable to take your best shot,
Unable to withstand an attack,
And unable to fight back.
Today I should feel a new energy,
After all, sorries were spoken and
But wounds from those who matter
ache and sometimes fester when you have
a heart that perpetually seems to need two positives
for every negative.
PS because I usually feel the need… for my friends still in their writing classroom…please remember when you conference and mark up work…there are many 🙂 thinned skinned fledgling writers out and about. xo