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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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