Just Being Me…

The hardest thing about being me
is forgetting how hard it is to be me.

I wake,
I move,
I mend the cracks
and call it progress.

I joke,
I help,
I give what’s left
and call it love.

I carry things I never speak of,
make peace with things that never healed,
and somewhere between who I am
and who the world needs me to be,
I forget about myself.

Some days I remember
the weight of it all—

and some days
I wear it so long
it feels like skin.

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