Once upon a time, there was this girl
She was thought pretty, if a lil shy.
She rarely spoke up.
She sadly, let far too much pass her by.
She was raised by strong women, longing to be just like them.
Her days spent at school silenced any inner strength she had.
She daydreamed but never dared
Her BFF was fear.
She was wrapped up in a hella lot of potential, destined to see others succeed.
So on her story went, no magic wish or Fairy Godmother came knocking.
Her journey was gradual and yes she went back and forth many times. Some would say too many.
Her voice only rose speaking up for others. She found purpose in being their champion.
Funnily enough, through them, she learned she had to speak up for herself too.
So that’s what she did.
She spoke up.
She challenged chaos
Her confidence grew and yet she still had so much to learn
So, so much...
Her story is still being written,
In the beginning, she was me
Today I am her.
Betcha didn’t see that one coming?
Not the end, but she’s aiming for a happily ever after, I can guarantee you that.
Inspired by the above pic and quote @mantramagazine @glennondoyle