I had to toss myself into a shape that fits
The minds of those people I call a tribe
I had to bend and break my brunches to be smaller enough
I had to rip of my special roots
And take my petals down one by one
They represent every skill I learned to excel
I had to dim my moon's light
I had to fight my mind, heart and intuition so I can keep same pace as the walking line
I had to put a mask to fit their judgemental minds
I wanted to belong and not be special
Because this feeling of lonely is killing my butterflies
It is easy to be with them and hard to walk away
How do I convince my scared my mind to let go and move forward on our way!
Staying in the same place with Blur vision, trembling hands and a numb tongue
Unsettled whenever I encounter myself alone
I am afraid of taking of the veil on my mind, it is like being naked in front of the world's eyes
But till when I keep having a constant clench in my stomach and a tight chest, heavy shoulders and a broken soul
Till when I keep the flood behind the doors
It's time to sink and Reborn
Glue together the piece of the soul
And decorated it with Stardust
It is time to make a way for the special moon
That ached for many suns ago
It is time to push the closed doors open
And let the tribe go
I am at my Crossroad now
And I pleasantly and with grace embrace the special spirit I was once gifted as a special moon to my life!
Trust that you are the standard you don't need to change for anyone, believe and love yourself and love those who accept you the way you are.