Showing up


There are times I’ve been desperate

When I walked in somewhere for help


And times I slipped in the side door

While I continued to pretend that nothing was wrong.


There were times my arms were wide open

And other times I hid it from myself even.


Times I was brave and open and hopeful.

Times I was broken and fearful.


But as long as you keep finding inside yourself

The courage to reach out — no matter how you do it


You will always keep growing.

You will always take steps closer to becoming.



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