Looking Back

I was once a toddler, constantly searching.

I know I can do it, I just didn’t allow myself.

I thought I was so young, seeking for approval.

I definitely didn’t trust myself, so kept queit.

I cried, I shouted, I pouted, deep inside.

No words coming out, too scared to be reprimanded.

But now I’m older, ready to face, all consequences.

Right now, compared before; I’m at my best.

I am looking back, reminiscing the past.

Looked how far I’ve reach from the bottom pit.

Dark as the shadow, too afraid to come out.

I once hated big things; thinking of my parents inability.

But now I’m free; I can do it already; with or without their help.

The limits I set, no longer applies to me; let it go already, it’s too small for me.

I am free; I am setting myself free; what’s stopping me?

I am inside, I can go outside; it is really up to me.

Looking back, makes me see, the movements in me.

Looking back, helps me recognize the change in me.

I am thanked, I am blessed; I am supported.

The insecurities I’ve had, suddenly went away.

I realized, I was too scared of nothing but illusions of the mind.

My mind tricked me, I thought what is, but was not.

Anyone can be the one for me; it’s really up to me.

But looking back, I’ve always been me, just at the right age already.

To be adult, is a freedom I was being deprived of.

I am no longer scared of all possibilities.

I guess accepting big girls roles, sets everyone’s best selves free.

So look back, to see how far have you gone; now push forward, you’re already there!