
Finding Me
There’s so many Me’s
A Little Me
A Younger Me
A Me that protects
A Me that connects
A Me that reflects
I’m told how to feel
I’m told how to heal
That none of it is even real
I’ve had to find comfort in myself
I’ve had to reach out for help
I’ve had to learn how to believe in myself
Those Me’s have been there since the start
To protect and remind me of my heart
To make sure I don’t completely fall apart
Now that I’m finally healing and moving on
and the night is finally becoming dawn
I’m wondering if tomorrow they’ll all be gone
I’m scared of what lies beneath that sea
of all the other Me’s that are now free
Now that I finally have to find Me
Wow this is such a great poem, very heart touching!
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Thank you ❤️
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Lovely!
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Love the depth and questions invoked
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Sounds pretty awesome to me!
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Yes, there certainly are different sides and versions of us, but each version is so important, because they all come together to make us whole 🙂
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❤
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