Own Your Song (Prose)

Look, look in the mirror.

Is that you over there?

Oh, but it’s been you all along.

Do you trust that you can march to the beat of your own song?

Don’t torment, listen.

I have heard the beauty of your song.

Take pride in its existence, let there be nothing wrong.

Believe in your song, like you believe in me.

It doesn’t matter as long as it’s free.

Free of preconceived notions.

Let yourself go, have emotions.

Believe and stop trying to perceive.

Believe in every moment because it’ll take you far.

Haven’t all these moments made you who you are?

What is there to fear, except what you won’t let others hear?

And only you can be a prisoner of your own mind.

But you are one of a kind; please don’t let yourself get lost in the prison of your mind.

Digress, there is nothing to stress, nothing wrong, don’t torment, you are strong.

Now look, look at yourself in the mirror and tell me do you still fear?

Are you ready to be as you are?

Let her free?

See what I see?