I don’t have to be the one…to hit the home run.
I just want to be part of…the team.
I don’t have to be the one…to receive the accocolades.
I just want to be part of…the cheering scene.
I don’t have to be the one…to receive the reward.
I just want to be part of…filling the stands.
I don’t have to be the one. Yet, I am one. One, of many. My turn may, or may not, come.
I may, or may not, be the next one:
Up, to bat.
Next, in line.
Yet, I choose to cheer you, in your turn.
Do I hope/wish you will do the same, for me?
Yes, yet, if you cheer not, be there not, for me, I shall be there, for me.
And, for you, still.
Yes, I don’t need to be the one.
Yet, I AM one, the only me that exists.
And, THAT, is more than enough, for me.
I am enough.
As, are you.
Be, you.
Allow me, to be, well me.
being me and cheering for you,
Me
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
- IT ME!
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 