Before it begins, hear me out:
I am not the sun, or the stars.
I am not the girl who stands out
in a room full of strangers, I am
not the girl who you’ll gravitate
towards- my magnetic field
doesn’t attract much- I am not
the girl that people orbit. But,
but I have never wanted to be,
I have always known I can’t
conquer the world, so i instead
tried to illuminate the small corner
I call home. I have always known
I’m not good at much, so I tried
to find something I could call
my own, and I found it, nestled
between two books in a shelf in
my grandmother’s room, I found it
waiting for someone to grab
and cherish it, and now that I found
it, now that I found myself,
I don’t need your validation.
I don’t need your badge, your
placebo recognition- nothing you
give me will change my life.
I chart my own route, and I’ll
survive without you. I always have.
I always will.