Self-worth

To feel like this,

unhinged from a door keeping me hostage,

I can truly say now

that all of the marrigolds spotting the sun

are planted by the sound of my voice.

In my head,

or manifested outisde of my body,

I am one with the flowers of the sun.

This poem is about: 
Me

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