Why do I feel so guilty?
This focus on me.
The work to become who I’m meant to be.
Peeling back the scabs and reopening the scars
What isn’t mine?
What is of the stars?
Underneath is an unbroken child
True love and dreams
She was born of the wild
But the world told her no
Her voice became quiet
She defaulted to rules and shame
She did the right thing
And feared when she didn’t
To never dishonor her name
She whispers to me through all of the noise
And debris of stories told
Her voice echos below and I am torn
Between the guilt of trying to break free
Or the guilt of leaving her behind