I spent so many years feeling lost because I didn't know who I was
Now that I know who I am, how many years will I feel lost
Learning to like and accept myself?
I see other people embracing themselves
But it doesn't seem real
It's an impossible image to me
Looking in the mirror and liking what I see and feel
Taking a shower and no tears coming
Waking up feeling refreshed that I get to spend
Another day being me.
23/11/22
YOU ARE READING
Its not about a name its about a story
Non-FictionTitle says it all. I hope someone can find a voice within these words. (Possible Trigger Warning)
