I hate who I am becoming.
Yet every muscle within me feels weak to be me.
Mr. fear has made my body its abode.
It is comfortable within me, yet, I have declared it an unwanted visitor.
It nags me daily; suggesting to me in whisper that I should enjoy what I am not.
I live as a complete stranger to myself.
Because I am not me.
I am simply someone else.
But hey! The world sees me as accomplished
A doctor! Lawyer! Accountant!
But that is not who I am inside.
I love to bake, draw, dance.
How can I tell the world that this is me.
In gentle whisper Mr. Fear constantly says,
"The world is not ready for your true self."
Sister reality also says,"Can that pay the bills, feed you?"
Uncle timidity says," Better be comfortable with what the world knows of you, not your true self"
Help! Aidez-moi! I am bleeding inside, because my true self is suffocated.
Where do I start from? Whom should I call?
A gentle breeze invaded my body and suggested,
"Help is closer than you think"
Call on Xime and Princess.
"Our freedom, our reality is birth just for you.
Yes! Just for you!
They are wired to listen and give solutions.
Ah! I am relieved. Certainly fear has no power over me.
"Be gone"! I yelled and suddenly strength enveloped me.
I am free because freedom has come at last for all!
This reality sees beyond race, age, gender and status.
It is a limitless reality for you and me.
Just call and you shall find yourself in a community that accepts you for who you are.
Princess Poku-Ansah
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