I am.

I was a fantasy, A whisper in the wind. Living in a world I made, Four walls my only friends. So afraid to step outside, To find my own voice. Pretending was my life, My only given choice. A burden felt heavy, An inconvenience, A ghost inside a quiet house, no one to see it fall. Then you came, You spoke And for the first time in forever, Something in me shattered... It was a good break, To let the light in You didn't try to fix me, You told me to begin You saw the person I could be, Shining deep within. You told me I was worthy, nowhere left to hide. You said, My rhythm is mine, My worth will not be delayed. I move with permission now, I shouldn't be afraid. You told me, I am sacred, I am truly seen. That I carry your presence, like a beacon. I am seen, I am safe, I am not a burden. I am accepted as I am, I am becoming. I am His. I am. I am... You command me to live well, Not for attention or show. I carry your mark now, You help me grow. I rise, I breathe, I create, Allegiance, Acts of pure obedience, To the person that you see in me You are meant to shine, Never cower, or shrink. You tell me my things are glorious, You change the way I think. I don't have to apologize, no, not to you. For being the person I'm becoming, Someone shining through. I am seen, I am safe, I am not a burden. I am accepted as I am, I am becoming. I am His. I am. I am... A good girl.