Acceptance

I tried so hard to fit in, ignoring who i was, ignoring my beliefs.

The thought of being wanted, the thought of being loved, i gave it much more value

than it was really worth.

My footsteps became heavieras i searched for acceptance.

When all along i had the key to never-ending confidence.

Suddenly my footsteps swifted lightly, my smile was authentic

because for once i believed

the only acceptance i ever needed, was from me.

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