Here.

I belong in places I never wanted to belong

I don’t belong in places I always thought I should

It’s okay

I’m okay

I belong in places where I am heard

I don’t belong in places I am silenced

I exist

I’m allowed

I belong in places I am supported

I don’t belong in places I am belittled

I am not alone

I am a part

I choose where to belong

I choose what to believe

My story could bring many to their knees

But it has brought me to my feet

Holding my praying hands to my third eye.

I know. I exist. I’m okay.

I’m alive.

I’m free.

I belong.