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So exam season is once again upon us, and whilst I wish I had a plethora of blog posts to upload, I don't have much in stock. But I felt like I had been neglecting writing for a while (bc uni lol) so I wanted to post something quick (and already written haha) in this period to keep this thing somewhat alive.
This one is kinda personal, which a lot of my posts are, so nothing new. But what I'm going to write below is somewhat of a 'poem' I wrote for myself (next Shakespeare) when anxiety was trying to take over at one point (still an everyday fight), and I thought it would be nice to share for anybody else who might relate and needs to hear this right now.
I am not a person who shares personal thoughts or deeper things going on with so many people, and I have a small, close circle of people I go to if I need to share anything, but this blog somehow gives me an outlet to share a lot without sharing a lot. And, for this, I am grateful, and all I hope is that all of my posts touch at least one person in a way (#sorelatable xoxo) that transcends race, religion, gender, sexuality and the rest.
But yeah, I will waffle no longer and leave you with this.
Maybe I'm scared of being wrong,
being wrong about everything;
Being looked at, stared at;
Judged for being who I am.
It scares me into a corner of silence.
I jump into a mask,
A bodysuit made up of the person I wish I was,
But who is not me.
I can't speak my mind, "for what if I am condemned?"
What if I am politically incorrect?
Why must I stare,
and compare myself to people made to be different from me?
For is it not these same differences which make us who we are - which make us human?
We aren't clones,
drones marching to the same beat.
We are individual,
and I am individually and authentically me.
For all my quirks and faults -
they make me who I am.
they make me imperfectly perfect,
and wholly me.
I am free to speak,
shout,
cry,
laugh, as I see fit.
I am free to be who I am,
who God created me to be.
and no one can have a say in that,
because I am me,
and not they.
I don't care about the opinions others may have about me,
because I know my truth lies in what God sees in me.
I am free.
I am worthy.
I am loved.
And my God made me.
So I don't fear the opinions of others.
I challenge them.
Not by my words,
but by my actions;
By expressing myself and my own opinions.
I am FREE.
(P.S. I am deffo not a poet nor do I claim to be one lol, so don't judge me. K. Thanks. Byeee.)

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