Confidence

I am capable
Of the seemingly impossible,
Of proving not only others,
But my own doubt
Wrong;
Believing in,
And being in awe
Of myself
Was one of the most healing
And refreshing acts
I could undertake;
This is not vanity,
But self-preservation,
A courageous upgrade
Of self love,
Heralded to the world,
As “confidence”.

Bravery for Us All

Bravery
Is something I nie run short on
Unless it comes down
To my own sake,
I will be first to support,
To voice, to rise,
To link arms with another,
For another;
But may I remember
Being brave,
In support of self
Is being brave for us all,
Too.

Voice

Standing solo,
This is my uncomfortable spot,
But this is right where I need to be,
I call out,
And hear nothing,
But the sound of my own voice,
It is this voice that I am tasked with coming to know,
How close you are,
Originating from my center,
And yet how foreign you are to me,
Taking you in,
Taking you on,
I must come to know you
Like a separate being,
Alive, with wants, needs, desires,
I feed you my thoughts,
And must learn to be less self-conscious about them,
My fears threaten to starve you,
As they have before,
Voice,
I must aim to make you strong,
To let you mature with the taste of my tongue,
and the hum of my throat,
Like a babe I must learn to speak,
To have a voice.