It took me a long time to have the courage to be who I wanted to be; to stop listening to the hate, the control, the chastisement of others. But it took all that to get me right here and become the beautiful being I am. I’m free, free to fly anywhere I want, be who I’ve always been. I say sorry to that little girl that it took this long but I’m arriving now and I’m here to stay….
Beautiful girl speaks so fondly of her passions and talents
Of magic, music, dreams and poetry;
Then stops short
And apologises for speaking at all.
Fiery child spinning wildly under the night sky,
Dancing, singing and howling at the moon
Suddenly halting her fun.
Fearful for causing a ripple so small.
Sexy siren, celebrating her curves
Flicking unkempt hair, licking her lips, barefoot
then covers up
Embarrassed to have shown her all.
All because somewhere in her life,
Someone she loved broke her heart
By ignoring her beautiful words
Mocking her creativity
Telling her to quieten
And sit down
Calling her ugly
And that nobody cared and never would.
You see people aren’t born sad
We make them that way
The sparkle from that little girls eyes was taken
By those that felt threatened by
how brightly they shined.
