He would watch me tilt my face up
Shakara he would call it
He had no clue, it was me
hiding from my fears.
child, he would say sometimes,
I never argued.
For now I want to be a child
Adored and cherished, loved and admonished
He sees a giant he would say
He sees something more
And I too shaking off the feeling
That there could be more, became nothing more.
But today is different you see,
Today I kiss the shackles of fear goodbye
Today I embrace courage and hope, daring fear as I stare In Its face
Today I dance like the wind, soaring and conquering where I wish.
Today I am becoming more.
I tell myself every day
Even on days it seems as though I’m forgetting, I remind myself.
My footsteps is different now
So is my speech, my carriage and my countenance.
So I ask myself, why not sooner,
This more I’m becoming.