Love me or hate me. I don’t care.
I really don’t. And it took me a long time
to reach the point of being completely
unaffected by someone else’s opinion
about me. It was hard work , but no one
can take that away from me now.
That soul work I did and all I’m still doing;
It’s mine. I own it. It belongs to me.
No one has the power to touch it, take it,
or even look into the way I have rebuilt
myself after free falling for so long.
I am as free as I have ever been.
Powerful, brave, graceful and strong;
I did that and it’s beautiful.
No one has the power to turn it ugly.