Wild free child

As I stood putting on my lip gloss I found myself just staring at the mirror and the seeing the sheen of the gloss. Yet no part of me feels like I belong.

No clear reason to go anywhere but something pushes me. So I prepare for the wait. No need to rush off. Just hope for the standing tall of my head.

Not ashamed. I repented and I got just what I asked for. No longer labelled any good person. Just me.

I  am happy with that because I can't grow with labels on my back. Jehovah knew I would have problem's with this. And still he wanted me.

And now. He wants me to search for him. Like I did before. He knows it will take a few years and I hope he finds me then.

Just right now I am sitting here thinking about what may happen today. All I can hope for is no disgusting faces. No rude remarks.

All I can say is that I have come a long way. One day I will hope to come back. Yet I don't even know the answer to that.  Even though my thoughts scream yes.

Just right now they say be silent. The whisper learn about who you are. So then I can be stronger.

This is what I need. This time away from a label.

No association is good. Lessons are learned. Life is eased into. I am grateful.

Seated here in black with green. I shine because I am a wild free child. That I  grateful for.