Here, Now What?

Here I am,

Now what?

What am I doing here?

How did I even get here?

Do I belong here?

Sometimes I am not so sure

I shy away from myself, 

get nervous to stand tall

I put myself down.

That needs to stop, 

right here

right now

What?

What do you have to say about that?

I tried to give you my heart.

I tried to show you who I was

You disappeared

You backed down

You are no longer around.

Yes I would love to have you here,

but it doesn't seem like you care much for that.

So I choose myself.

I choose to save the only thing I know how to save

I choose me.

You might have not, but I did.  

Don't feel bad for me

Don't look down on me with those disapproving eyes

I need to take care of myself

I need to lift my head up,

look into the sky and reach for the stars

It's a shame it never worked

It's a shame you ran 

But here I am,

firm in the soil, planting my feet in the ground

I traveled an immense distance for you

I placed my heart in the palm of my hands ready to give it to you

Maybe I made it to easy, maybe I was to fragile for you.

Yes I am a "flower loving artist" as you say

Who does need someone pretty "unique to keep me grounded"

But I'm not worried about that now

I have my head on my shoulders, 

I am feeding my heart and nourishing my soul.

I am Here!