reconciliation

I need to reconcile myself
To the left side of my face
I need to reconcile myself
to half this dicotomy.
I need to reconcile myself
to the vulnerable aspect
I need to reconcile myself
To the innocence that's made it
I need to reconcile myself
to the sweet and to the kind
To the desperate ingenuity
that's clung to my back somehow
To the mad idealist
With unusual criteria
To the brave illiterate
Who would read despite the letters