years ago and yesterday

years ago and yesterday,
I felt the same.
but today, the continents shifted
and a flood nourished my parched mind.
I never belonged in your box
of discarded failures,
that isn’t me.

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but let me be honest,
thanks for your doubt.
it broke my weakest bones
and ignited my desire
to be someone
I’m proud of.

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I find power in
not proving myself
to you or anyone,
but being content
with who I am right now.
creating a relationship,
with myself.