“Leave the girl in you behind,
become the woman you are“,
I hear a voice whisper inside me.
(I know it is not sane to hear voices, thanks)
I can leave her behind, can’t I,
with her childish desire for great gestures,
with her insecurities,
with her love-should-be-like-this attitude.
I can leave the child in me behind, too, when I’m at it,
become the woman I am meant to be.
I can leave her behind,
with her doubts if she alone is ever enough,
with her sense of duty,
with her I-have-to-be-good-to-be-loved fears.
Leaving them behind
and taking care of the woman I am,
that’s taking care of them, too.
“I’m getting there,
give me some time.“, I whisper back.