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First year of high school, we all have a story. I had struggled with belonging a few years leading to high school. I was in the crowd but never part of the crowd. I always had an adult opinion about things, and yep, I was seen as the "teacher's pet".
Journaling and writing in general became my safe zone. On pages I poured my thoughts and wrote my dreams. When I got to high school, I was introduced to drama and poetry. For me that was my space, the missing puzzle.
My first "poem",
A Place to belong
Written: 2004
Age: 14 years
Be what you want to be
Not what other people want you to be
Nor what you were told to be
Believe in who you are
Not what you used to be
Nor what other people see you as
You are who you are
Not what you used to be
Nor what they say you are going to be
Be proud of thee
Live your life to the fullest
This ain't a race
But a journey to be savoured each step of the way
In life, a place to belong is within self
Be comfortable in your own skin
The End
Looking back and reading it, I still repeat the same words to my adult self (just maybe with a little grammar upgrade 😏😇😅). Adulting is not easy, and half the time I do not know if I am coming or going, but I am here and this is the only present I will ever have, so I make the most of it.
A place to belong is no longer separate from self, a physical space nor validation from another. I found it, and continue to find it within.
I am Gogo_Noma and this is was my throwback Thursday.
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