In My Words

Some days there is no trying. I am limp, emotionless. I am the dead rose in a field of sunflowers. The bees are humming over them. Why over them?

I often feel as if I'm not enough. I have no focus. My heart is not in the game. Most days? Most days I am enough.

I am different, extraordinary. I only follow the path I create. To others, I am weird. To others, I am strange. To me, they are the result of a cookie cutter.

I am the lightning in a thunderstorm. I am light, hope, fearful when struck. I am the wind in a hurricane. I am strong, powerful, ubiquitous. I am a roller coaster and I have not reached the end.

I have never felt this confident in my life. It is at this point that I realize I am the cherry on top of the ice cream sundae. I have begun to believe that I am here for a reason. I have begun to believe in myself.

I will be changing. I will be growing. I will be confident.