Enjoy this poem by Amira, poet and longtime Fearless Ideas student, who is going into eighth grade this year!
Hope For My Future Self
I am not a hopeful person
I never thought I needed it
I want to see myself grow
And I hope I grow vastly and beautifully
So I can see the sunsets and never look past them
So I can teach poems and write new ones under the highway
In a Xanadu house with pots of flowers
I want to feel abundant even if I have close to nothing
I want to feel rejoiced with what I have and what I’ve lost
I want to be okay with my own company and nourish my mindset
I want to want to love myself the way I couldn’t before
Because I feel I have lingered at the door of my own acceptance for
Far too long
I'm stepping on the doormat of self love and
Hopefully one day I am confident enough to step far enough
Where I feel comfortable in my own skin and can handle the silent of my self
And all its glory.
Created, Edited and Posted by Leone, Fearless Ideas Summer Intern
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