Healing

I'm finding myself Yes, it's in the way the lyrics which used to reduce me to a crying mess no longer does. It still shakes my core but not to the point of tears anymore I'm finding myself Yes, it's in the way I've learnt to dance again. No I don't get lost in the beat yet but my body sways in tiny bits from here to there I'm finding myself I say so because when I look into the mirror the monster no longer appears instead there stands a girl I used to know. Though she's not with her crown yet and she still hangs her neck, she's there and that's all that really matters I'm finding myself It's in the way I no longer zone out during conversation and the way I now listen to the small gists. Maybe I haven't found a voice to pitch in yet or maybe I can't remember how to lose myself in the conversation but I'm there listening and that's a world of difference Even though some days the lyrics still make me cry Some days I can't remember how to dance and the music feels like noise in my inner turmoil Some days the monster still blurrily appears Some days the gist and conversation feels so energy draining... But it's all just some days the other days are a testament to the fact that I'm healing Healing is a slow and messy process but no matter how uncertain it gets, it still is—Healing