My Truth

I carry my story like a lantern through crowded rooms. Some days it shakes in my hands, but it never goes out. I have learned to stop apologising for my own heartbeat. The world can misunderstand me, and I can remain.

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There were moments I bent myself into shapes that weren’t mine.
I smiled while breaking, to keep the peace.
Now I let my silence speak when words feel too small.
Not every wound deserves an audience.

I am not the version of me that others tried to edit.
I am the breath I take when no one is watching.
What I feel is real, even when it is messy.
Strength is not always loud; sometimes it is simply staying.

I forgive myself for the years I spent surviving.
I choose honesty over being liked.
If I lose people by becoming whole, so be it.
This is the life I will stand in, fully and without fear.

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