To Belong

Been battling to find myself in this big world.

My being has long fought with itself to assert itself around.

But the constant ups and downs have taken a toll on my soul.

Every moment survived is pain lived through crooked smiles and invisible tears of dejection.

Will I be accepted for who I am and for not what I pretend to be? 

To belong is something which would complete my being.

To belong would ascertain my identity in the universe.

Somewhere, somehow, someday I will belong to myself. 

My being won’t be confined to the ideas that threaten to strip away its freedom.

Someday I will belong to myself again. 

I will enjoy life without constantly looking over my shoulder for the worst.

One day I will get there.

The finish line of belonging might seem distant right now.

But one day I will get there.

And when I get there,

I will shout joyfully to myself,

Because I will belong,

To no one,

But to myself.