I No Longer Need People to Tell me Who I Am
A poem
Published in
Feb 10, 2022
Every self-doubted
Forsaken
Part of my being
Has been put together
All the tiny, scattered pieces
I desperately tried to assemble
With that people-pleasing glue
Now belong to myself.
I no longer need people to tell me about my worth.
In my wholeness
I navigate all the waters
I once drowned in
Now they shower my soul
In resplendence
Dressing my true self
In ever-shining
Golden light.
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