In a world where expectations weigh heavy,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Where doubts and insecurities can make us unsteady,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s time to rise, embrace the light within,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To let our self-esteem begin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Let me tell you a story of a soul on a journey,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A quest to discover worth, to see beauty,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For self-esteem is not GIVEN, it is FOUND,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Deep within, in the silence profound.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We’ve been taught to compare, to fit into molds,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But let me tell you my friend, you are worth more than gold,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No need to measure against societal norms,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You’re unique, a masterpiece in your true form.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For self-esteem is not GIVEN, it is FOUND<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, rise within, let your spirit soar,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Embrace the beauty that lies at your core,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You are worthy, you are strong,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Let the echoes of self-doubt be gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For self-esteem is not GIVEN, it is FOUND<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Look in the mirror, see the strength in your eyes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The resilience that carries you through stormy skies,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You’ve faced battles, triumphed over pain,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Each scar on your heart a testament to your gain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For self-esteem is not GIVEN, it is FOUND<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Don’t let the whispers of doubt define your way,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Let your voice be heard, let your light guide the day,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For your worth is not determined by another’s gaze,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It’s found in the love and grace your heart displays.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For self-esteem is not GIVEN, it is FOUND<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Break free from the chains that hold you down,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Embrace your flaws, wear them like a crown,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For it’s through vulnerability that true strength is shown,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In owning our imperfections, we’ve truly grown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For self-esteem is not GIVEN, it is FOUND<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Believe in yourself, let your dreams unfold,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Embrace your passions, let them be bold,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For the world needs your light, your unique voice,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To inspire others, to make a choice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Remember, my friend, your self-esteem is a flame,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nurture it, protect it, let it be your aim,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For within you lies the power to shine,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To embrace your worth, and know that you’re divine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
WALKING SHADOW POETRY KENYA.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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