Dear Myself

You have grown to admire

To feel safe within yourself

To carry yourself freely,

Without the eyes of the world restraining you back.

You won the battle

And pranced the flag of victory

Tears shed down your weary face

Finally, it was over

But it was only a battle

The war was far from ending

Reeling you back in,

The “helpful” commentary once again

Stung like a bee’s painful stinger

Stares caused waves of uncertainty

Like a puzzle you fell apart

You stand tall

Head held high

Sometimes.

Other times

It comes crashing down

Nevertheless you continue to fight

The battle persisting

Winning most and losing a few

But you will get through.