
A new me is born.
Gone is the one who doubts.
Questions her value.
Apologizes.
Constantly.
For taking up space.
For apologizing…
Who hides.
Afraid to be seen.
Willing to be unheard.
Crying in the shower because she’s made to feel small.
She’s let herself be small.
But her ideas are big.
Her passion is boundless.
Inside, she shines like the sun
Rising up over the hillside,
Greeting the day with promise and hope.
Today,
She is risen.