To The Girl…

To the girl…

To the girl who felt incapable of freedom 

To the girl who doubted her beauty because of a boys distaste, a teachers degradement and world’s demented ideals

To the girl who was forced to see the world in black and white 

To the girl who learned to hide herself and cut away her “lack of” 

To the girl who found security in habitual counting, harmful commentary, and hateful comparing 

To girl who lost her identity in her pursuit of perfection 

To the girl who was taught that smaller was better and less space was most desired 

To the girl who cried to much, felt to much, wanted to much, cared to much 

To the girl who lost the capacity to cry, to feel, to want, and to care 

To the girl who found security in numbness and isolation 

To the girl who stopped showing up because all she knew to wear was shame and self depletion

To the girl who’s silent cries for help were overheard and unseen 

To the girl who was invisible 

To the girl who wishes she could be unseen 

To the girl who was too big to be sick

To the girl who was too far gone to get well

To the girl who tried and failed and tried and failed and tried and failed and tried and tried and tried…


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But Also…

To the girl who never gave up 

To the girl who chooses to rescue herself

To the girl who chooses to see her worth in the same frame she use to see her inadequacy in

To the girl who chooses to breathe 

To girl who chooses to fight, especially when no one sees the battle that rages on

To girl who chooses the unknown, unfamiliar, and completely terrifying

To the girl who chooses bravery 

To the girl who needs to know she’s not behind schedule, she hasn’t missed it, she didn’t mess it all up 

To the girl who’s doing enough 

To the girl who needs to hear she is capable and she can conquer 

To the girl who will one day change the world

To the girl who doesn’t see it, but already is 

To the girl who was always enough and never too much

To the needed girl 

To the wanted girl 

To the loved girl 

To you, girl 

This ones for you.

*cheers  


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