The Dance of Self

In shadows deep, I often tread,
With fear of judgment in my head.
But step by step, I faced the crowd,
Learning to speak, yet not too loud.

I asked my questions, listened close,
In quiet moments, I would boast.
Of strengths I have, of deeds I’ve done,
Building confidence, one by one.

With help I sought, I found my way,
Through social storms, I learned to sway.
Though sometimes still, I feel that ache,
I know it’s fine; it’s mine to take.

Each struggle faced, a step to grow,
In this brave dance, I’ve come to know,
That being me is quite enough,
Embracing who I am, though tough.