Anger and rage and doubt in my mind.
Am I good enough?
I think the answer will always be no.
But that’s not me she said,
the thoughts and anger in my head.
The voice placed there will one day go.
It’s work, struggle, and battle to change,
and often I want to give up.
But I know one day it will be worth it.
When the voice is gone I will be free.
No one will be able to stop me.
So I step forward again, ready for another hit.
With each step, I stagger a little.
But I stay on my feet and keep moving forward.
One day I will have my victory.
One day the voice will leave and I will be free,
of it’s long long hold on me,
and then I will be happy, just to be.