Could we be the same?
Is this what forms us?
Or it keeps us tame,
And unable to discuss,
The troubles and trials,
The pain and hurt,
The laughter and smiles.
All which we exert.
I keep searching.
Then a look shared
Let's me see what's lurking,
It tells me you were scared.
Scared of your power,
Sweetheart, now you know
You no longer have to cower.
Let your power grow.
It's only a reflection
What separates you and I.
No more rejection,
I bid you goodbye.
This poem is about what it feels like when I look in the mirror sometimes. The self-doubt and negativity that runs through my mind and how by the end, I say goodbye to any rejection of self I have felt and embrace me for me
