To be me

You asked me where I’d gone

My body is here

Yet my mind, my essence is masked

Removed to a nightmare of my own creation

I am a shell

Unrecognizable

Infected with lack and unworthiness

Broken

You asked me again, where are you?

And somehow, somewhere in the depths of my despair

I heard you

And finally, I dared ask the question too

Where am I?

And then I heard me, the real me

I’m still here, I said

Underneath it all

Below the judgements

Buried by old paradigms

Suffocated by fear

Chasing old expectations

I’m here, I’m here, I’m here

And then I asked, who am I?

And who would I be if I believed in myself?

I would step into the real me

I would no longer be a sidekick to my own life

I would no longer play the victim

I would no longer let the past dictate my future

And so I said, it is done

I believe

I am returning to my wants

To my dreams

To my growth

I am unafraid to shine

To show the real me

I am returning to myself

I am able, and I am willing

To be me