Go ahead

Throw a punch

Push me to the ground

Kick me while I'm down

I can't stop you

I've already tried

But the one thing I can do

Is protect my pride

I won't let you

Stop me from dreaming

I won't allow you

To keep me from believing

So go ahead

Break my heart

All you will get

Is a couple of tears

All you will become

Is a scar

A distant memory

No longer holding any fear

So go ahead

Attack me

Do your worst

Because in the end

You will never change

Who I am

"What am I doing here?"

"Where do I belong?"

Two questions as familiar as lyrics to my favorite songs.

"Will I ever find myself?"

"Do I have a place?"

Purposefully purposeless - this is a state I cannot escape.

"Does everybody feel this way?"

"Could it just be me?"

If all roads - intertwining; winding - have somewhere to lead,

where would it be

that I finally

find peace.

If all destinations begin with 'A' and then meet 'B',

how would I find my way home

when I started at 'Z'?

It's just you.

It was me.

In fact, it was the both of us.

Until...

My heart decided to try and leave me behind.

Packing my bags, I looked to you one last time.

In this space where once, back way then, it was us. 

As her meer will of morphing

Does not work,

She just stares.

I. Just. Stare.

I stare into her eyes.

They are the only thing I like about her.

They are the only thing I like about myself.

They are an icy sea blue

And as I stare I feel that color all around me.

As I look in the mirror I feel insecure.

I feel unloved.

I feel unimportant.

And those feeling wash over me like never ending waves.

As the waves block me, a single thought appears into my head.

The waves try to wash it out.

The waves do all they can so I can’t hear the message from above.

But it breaks through.

“Remember to whom you belong.”

And I look back at that girl.

And at that moment,

I don’t dwell on her looks,

I don't dwell on her weight,

I don't dwell on her abilities.

I see that her feelings are not justified.

She is loved, by the creator of the universe.

She is important,

As He has a plan for her,

And her insecurities will not hold.

As long as she remembers these things.