Believe in Me, Who Believes in You

This is for the cheerleaders, mentors, friends, and loved ones who’ve held us up, cheered us on, until we could stand on our own again.

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I want to be more
More than I am

But a small voice
Inside
Says
You’re too small
Too weak
You’ll never fit in

Beaten
Bruised
Barely hanging on

My dear one
Extends his hand
Says “believe in
Me who believes in you”

“I’ll hold you up
Until you can stand”

Shaky and tired
I grow each day
Learning to hold
My head up high and
Face another day
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Don’t underestimate the power of your encouragement. You could be the reason someone is still here today. 🤍

(and cheers to insomnia
for helping me write poetry at 3 a.m. ✨)