Believe
Some days I still question myself
And I hate admitting that out loud.
Some days I look in the mirror
And see every version of me
That loved too hard
Stayed too long
And broke quietly.
I used to think if I loved better
People would treat me better.
I used to think if I stayed loyal enough
They would choose me back.
But life don’t work like that.
And I had to learn that the hard way.
I’m not perfect.
I’ve said things I didn’t mean.
I’ve stayed when I should’ve walked.
I’ve forgiven before apologies even came.
But I’ve also survived things
That should’ve made me colder.
And somehow…
I’m still soft in the places that matter.
And that’s my power.
I’m learning to believe in the girl
Who still shows up.
Who still dreams big.
Who still wants real love
Not loud love.
Not confusing love.
Not temporary love.
Real love.
Safe love.
Gentle but strong love.
And until that comes,
I’m learning to be that for myself.
Because I am the girl who rebuilds.
The girl who glows different after pain.
The girl who turns heartbreak
Into something beautiful.
So yeah
I still get scared sometimes.
I still overthink sometimes.
I still care too much sometimes.
But I don’t quit on me anymore.
I believe in my voice.
I believe in my heart.
I believe in the woman I’m becoming
Even on days I don’t feel strong.
And if nobody else says it
I’m proud of me.
I believe.
Kinnidy Ingram
02/04/26
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