Typewriter Series #2627 by Tyler Knott GregsonBorn with a lack,...

Typewriter Series #2627 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Born with a lack, I, the piece that cared
was missing.  Never bothered with
what people thought of me,
never had time for embarrassment
or comparison.  I was this, they were that,
both were loved, all in between was
accepted.  There was not a question of this
that plagued me.  

It’ll change, they said, it’ll grow and spread
and leak in like a virus, one day
you’ll mind, you’ll care.  It’ll change,
they said.

Right, in a way, I suppose they were,
it did grow, spread, and transform.
Now, more than ever before, I have no time
for how I’m perceived, for the apprehension
or anxiety of self.  I am this, and have been
all these years.  

There has never been a question
of this.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-