When did I forget?
Where in between knowing how to roar and pounce with ferocity did I start to bow to what was dumped on my shore
When did I stop kicking the garbage aside and let it burrow in my heart, that shit, nothing but genetic folklore
Who handed over the gift of my worth and desire like weightless confetti thrown effortlessly, just as ignorance breathes nonsense
At what God forsaken turn did I believe what I was told rather than what my intuition knows?
When did I roll over on my back and let life happen, lose my laughter, spice and interest
Who let me, why did they let me, who was cheering for me, did they not see me go
Get up
Stand up
Stop looking down
You and me
We’re meant for so much more
-Belonging
By Alisa Hutton
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