Finally I - Poem by Michael Bogle
Finally, I can hold my head up and not look down,
Finally, I can walk without crawling or stumbling,
Finally, I can run and not trip or fall
Finally, I can bring myself to face myself and not cry
Finally, I look and see that all things are bright,
Finally, I look and know that I can be what i need to be,
Finally, I look and wonder, what will become of me,
Finally, I look and seek and venture into that unknown void.
Finally, I will make it a point to struggle,
Finally, I will make it a point to push,
Finally, I will make my mark in the world,
Finally, I will make my mind work for me and not others.
Finally, I see myself moving forward,
Finally, I see myself not going in reverse,
Finally, I see myself not rushing in,
Finally, I see myself not wanting out,
Finally, I see myself pulling and not pushing against myself.
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