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There’s more to a leap of faith than just the leap,
There’s what you do when your feet touch the ground,
And right now, I’m still in the air.
Conflictingly between where I was, and being here.
This change is a swirling vortex
That could so easily take me to the ground.
Everything swirls and surrounds me,
And it’s all loud.
Pressure, expectations, and standards to be met,
So much to prove, so no one forgets.
So much to prove, so no one doubts.
So much to prove, so I don’t turn around.
Trying to prove myself to be accepted,
Trying to do more than what is expected.
A stranger amongst friends upon friends,
A strive to please that won’t end.
There’s no turning back, that’s’ the thing about leaps.
Once you jump, you jump, without realizing how steep.
Change won’t come easy; it’ll take time to feel found.
Soon I will stand confident on this new ground.
I took my leap instead of living in fear,
And it’s okay if I’m stuck in the air.
It’s not forever; it’s just for now.
I will overcome it someway, someday, somehow.
By: Elisabeth Staal