furi.blog

I find it difficult to take up space. 
and when I do, to make peace 
with being seen, 
heard -- and even when I am okay 
with saying my piece, 
I think what I say is stale and uninspired. 

I think, maybe, it's my home culture's influence.
having been planted in hostile soil,
I was taught that the only way to be
is to want nothing,
and minimize my self
until I am nothing at all.

how do I feel worthy,
without any pride? 
(it'd be sinful.)

how do I love me?
(it's always painful.)

how can I
even be?
(all I can do 
is
try to be
mindful.)