Reflected on my reflection 
Bemused by the simplicity of such sour torment
Shuffled through the reasons, denied the reasoning 

"You are bad" 

Stare with flickers of disgust
Easier nearly three decades from the day
When a tiny little child believed she was badness all the way

Her courage
Walking out the door despite defiled, innerly deformed
Hearing I am bad 
Wielding a life that is more