They are not bad after all,
they are not.
Just different.
Not like me at least.
But a whole lot is not like me.
But that doesn’t make me any
different from them.
I am like othersa person with a heart and a soul.
Yet, in my blood
I have felt an unworldly palpitation.
It drives me mad,
if I try to imitate others
or take a back seat in life.
It makes me work wildly
until the purpose has been
fulfilled.
But sometimes I wonder
What if there is a side of me
of which I am unaware? A side
that is gentler, kinder, and
less ambitious.
A growing woman in me
who has womanly duties and
desires.
Whatever it is or is not, I know
I will handle it graciously.
The transition of aging and
then, stepping into the world
beyond.
I have belief in my belief.
I have belief.
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