Do you remember painting those walls to cover up the things you don’t want to show up for
Yes, a splash of blue, a stroke of black and a swipe of violet.
You remember working through your truth on the opinion of others
You thought it would make you better
Give you the freedom that you crave for
Yes, I remember
And I release that…
So yeah, this is coming from a heart that gets to settle from her wander
I will show up
Maybe with a little bit of fear
With a voice not as strong as that of the thunder
With a size 4 body
When the confidence I carry is less of a choice and an action
I will still show up
I will show up
I will make my voice heard
With every bit of who I am
And with every bit of who I’m becoming.
REAL 