Bruises and Scars
I woke up today
Bruises all over the place
Guess I can’t wear shorts
On a hot summer day
Limping like a mutated counter
The brusies the green and blue
and the purple, they smile
like flowers bloom
one bruise is a step forward
one scar is an inch ahead
So in an instant
I am up again.
Balancing is a magical moment
but falling is like dropping from heaven
Fear is my biggest enemy but my biggest friend
I step on my own skateboard
welcome a”board”
It wishes me good luck
but I guess I didn’t have much
a few hours of skating
I watch my board deteriorate
at a dR/dT rate
cannot help but touch the scars
as each scar brings memories
and many skills to learn
The first scar was made
right on the first day
I touch all the sides
and want to use duct tape
Yet I know it’s going to get worse
like my knees and my ankles
oh no
but not my face, not my face
watch it I am going to get bruises
all over the place
but just not my face.
I guess I just can’t wear shorts
on a hot summer day.