At last, it is Me

At last

I smile

After years of waiting

And displeasure of counting

Giving up my old skin

Closing behind the rotting bin

Stretching wings wide apart

For the first time, learning the art

Forgetting mocks and boos

Smirking at the glares in amuse

Overcoming weakness, pain

Standing up for myself, bondage slain

Welcoming the new me

Set free

No more afraid, come what may

I’m bold, I mean what I say

I feel, proud, I feel pretty

I feel life, in all it’s beauty

Saying to myself

This is my true self

I breathe, claiming the air

Fully charged to no compare

I look up

And

At last

Again

I smile

Awakening

Sweaty palms

Shivering legs

Head bowed low

Cowering vow

Small steps

Threateningly little

She stands on stage

Raises her head

Microphone in hand

The shivers at bay

Her voice comes out clear

Booming and loud

The melody raises, falls

Beautiful in rhythm

Maybe just the start

The awakening of a millennium