You’re not broken
Maybe just a bit bent,
Even crumpled money
Has the potential to be spent.
You’re not unworthy
You’re worth can’t be compared,
The wrong ones can’t afford you
They can’t understand rare.
You’re not weak
They envy your growth,
How far you have come
How far you have left to go.
You’re not done
No, not just quite yet,
You have so much potential
So much in you still left.
As you begin to heal
You shed the weight of negativity,
Embraced in light and grace
A shower of positivity.
Once you were planted
Now as they watch you bloom,
They stand back in awe
As your eminence fills the room.
