I built myself in 365 days
My walls were built up so high and one day they were just…gone.
The thoughts rolling around my head had no words to them.
I forgot how to put my emotion down.
I showed myself off like I had my world put together.
Reality, I had no idea.
I was numb…
But there is always hope.
My confidence built from the ground to levels higher than they ever were.
I cut the places that brought me grief and sadness.
I’m sassier than ever and I couldn’t love it more.
I spit fire and happiness
I am a Phoenix.
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