Are You Proud Of Me Yet? Poem by Kelsi Brockway

Do you see
What you've done to me?
The scars on my wrist they do not go away
All the things i do
There all just for you
I try to make you proud
but on your face is a shroud
You say that i am worthless
Replacable, and dumb
but i think your wrong
Because all though you say these things
I still stand proud
Of my self and my work
So instead of being mad
I am going to thank you
Because of i am impenetrable