I used to be fragile.
As light as a feather.
As delicate as a dandelion.
I used to be lost.
So unsure of everything.
Never knowing which road was better to take.
I used to be afraid.
Afraid of the truth.
Afraid of letting the real me shine.
I used to be many things.
A lot of which I no longer am.
Because I have evolved.
And I am not fragile anymore, I am strong.
And I am not lost anymore, I have found my way.
And although I still get afraid sometimes,
I have gained the courage to speak the truth.
To let the real me shine.
For I am passionate.
More outspoken than I have ever been,
but never more than I aspire to be.
I am extraordinary.
I am certain.
And I have found my voice.