Juxtaposed Hercules
Who knew that having strength didn’t bring confidence,
But brought insecurity,
Belonging neither here nor there,
Left me imbalanced.
A god as a father? Who knew?
But a father named Zeus, impossible.
My father was the god of lightning, with a thunderous presence
And yet, I barely had the courage to walk into a room.
A demigod of strength, with a name Hercules. What a joke I am.
My mother was mortal and didn’t understand. No one did.
I was in between, stuck in a place of purgatory.
How can I have so much strength but also such a great weakness?
Am I cursed? Am I not deemed worthy to coexist?
How do I overcome my insecurities, my anxieties?
I am Hercules, a demigod of strength and heroes.
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