I come from two people that I don’t resemble

A man who’s optimistic in every way and

A woman who worries every second about my well-being

I come from people who still see me as that little girl they need to protect

But they need to understand that I’ve had enough

I’m far from that little girl

I come from self-struggles that toy with me every single day

I shouldn’t dwell on it because it only makes the situation worse

I come from make-believe stories

Only to find the truth through words now

I feel my feet and hands move quickly but

My mind’s indecisive

I come from “should I be doing this or that?”

I need to trust my gut more

I come from listening and helping

But really, I should be taking my own advice and help

I just can’t bring myself to do any of that

I come from learning the hard way

And end up getting hurt in the process

But that’s all part of it