I am a silent hurricane that will destroy your house

but not for the purpose of destruction

I will compile the debris and rubble to converge it into something magnificent

I will leave an open wound in your chest

But in lieu to filling it with hatred I will fill it with honesty

words that can cut but won't kill you

I am apprehensive but refuse to let it stop me

If I cannot shout with a voice

I can shout with words and expression

I am not my past

I refuse to let it get in the way of present and future

If I could pull my former self forward I would refuse the offer

for I have grown above the emergent layers of the tree tops

I have climbed over mountains despite the harsh winds

the tears of ice that fell upon my face

that would bring sickness and death, depression and anxiety

I am brave

because my mother has taught me to never be satisfied

To fight for yourself as well as others but only if they share the strain

I am cautious

Because my father has made sure I stay hungry for knowledge

So I can stay in constant evolution with my surroundings

I am thankful

For my brothers and how they have fought with me and for me

Because without family it can be hard to learn the basics

I am me

I do not wish to transmute myself

despite the constant criticisms which are never asked for

I am proud

Because although it took awhile to learn who I was

I was patient

I am accepting

Because I refuse to let the thin cloth of vanity cover me

Or reflect on who I choose to converse with

I am happy

Because so many people have helped me get here

To be the “me” I am today

Not only that but they’re accepting

And have pushed me to things far beyond greater…

I am finished

But I am not done emerging

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Thank you!