Fear not your own voice. Forget the past missteps.
You were younger then, only on the way to becoming you.
Listen to the others if you must, but be careful with what you hear.
Who could know you better than you? Who can sing your silent song but you?
Calm the ruckus. Button up the voices.
Silence the debate in your head.
The answers are already inside you, waiting all this time,
like little children eager for the park,
sitting on the stairs,
their play shoes on,
tiny giggles at their lips.
Come out, come out wherever you are.
Olly olly oxen free.
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