Who am I?
I ask myself every day.
The answer changes every time.
One day I feel like I get closer to the answer.
The next day, it feels like I'm further away.
Who am I?
The answer changes everyday.
"Who are you?!
Have confidence!
Speak your truth!
Don't let other's opinion define you."
Well,
I know that I am smart.
I know that I am brave
I know that I am noble.
But yet, I'm still afraid.
I know that I am Love.
With so much of it to give.
But I don't hold my love sacred enough,
so I hand it off to others more easily than I should.
I know that I am beautiful.
From every nerve of my brain to the depths of my soul.
But when I look into the mirror,
all I see is the pain and scars
from trauma that "once" had control.
I know that I am a goddess.
A child of the divine.
But then I question my intuition,
and get caught up in the wrong fruition,
and the only result is wasted time.
I'm still learning.
I'm still growing.
But I'm not patient with myself,
and it ends up showing.
Every time.
Every broken smile.
Every silent cry.
Every desperate try.
Every time I settled.
Every softness turned metal.
Every tear that got shoveled.
Who am I?
I am the epitome of a human being.
A person who is imperfect.
A person who smiles are only as big as the surface.
A person who tries her best to control her falls,
as she bumps and calls through the halls of her existence,
going through each door,
with the courage to tackle more.
Who am I?
The answer changes each day.
Maybe I've been asking the wrong question.
Let's face it.
Is there ever a "right" answer
for someone who is evolving in everyway.
Who am I?
I am JABORIS.
Follow me along my life journey,
since you care so much about what it is I have to say.
-An Underground Queen
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