I will never let my struggle become my identity,
Nor will I longer allow my insecurities to scream louder than my confidence.
I will carry the weight of the world if that’s what it takes to find
I’m a sympathetic person, and sometimes people believe that is enough reason to walk all over my
to step all over this ever-altering person like they stomp over the falling, changing leaves of winter and fall.
I will no longer succumb to feeling empty because of others who only wish to do me harm, and I will no longer allow for someone else to take over my life’s steering wheel.
I will no longer lose vision of what is important to me because of the shadows that invade my life, and I will keep my face always towards the sunshine.
And it will not be an easy journey since I have
abandoned my goals, dreams, and aspirations.
And by all means, it will not be a simple trek when I have constantly given up on myself.
But I am determined.
And I am powerful.
And I am ever changing.
And I am constantly trying.
I will never again let my struggle become my identity.