This is for Me

This is for the breaths I have yet to take,

For the memories I have yet to unfold,

For dreams I have yet to discover


This is for the struggles I faced in the past,

To which I will part ways with comradeship

For they gave bruises to my knees and made me realize

That falling down does not mean it’s the end


This is for my passions and strengths,

Seemingly lost beneath that shadows of myself


This is for the sunshine in my laughter,

The constellations in my eyes,

The flowers beneath my skin,

And the moon in my heart


This is for me

This is for who I was

This is for who I can be

This is for who I’ve become

This is for who I want to be

This is who I will be.

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