“I am”

Lost, Tired, Crumbled, Alone

Looking for validation everywhere

Today I decide to look at myself, through my eyes,

For there are enough who misread my words.

Who see my courage to stand up for myself as disrespectful.

There are enough who judge my numbness as rude.

Or my resilient silence as weakness

My hard earned accomplishments as rebellious

My quiet patience as indecisive.

Or even mistake my boundaries as negotiable

But not today

Today I define who I am,

Determined to grow into the best version of myself

only halfway there…