I believed that to be heard I must show all my scars
I did not know that it was in those scars that people relished.
I was loved for my brokenness because in that lay the opportunity for control.
I stopped myself from shining because I believed people would want to be a light in my darkness.
I was naive and that's okay.
I see now that it's in my joy that I find wholeness.
It's in my love for life that those who truly love me will rise.
It's not a task to be there for someone you care about.
I no longer feel the need to beg to be heard.
I am seen by those who matter and that's more than enough.
I’m not as broken as I thought I was.
I simply surrounded myself with the wrong people
Those who do nothing but take and cry when I can't give more.
I’ve smashed through every wall that has blocked me
then marvelled at how beautiful life can be.
And isn't that the best realisation? That life truly is beautiful.
Things still hurt, but I'll be okay.
