I can remember
the struggle
how can I ask
for what
I'm worth?
Because without
realizing it
I didn't think
the people
who would
hire me
were worth
that much
either.
The strain of
my whole being
pressed against
a dark and
invisible
barrier
of my own
prejudice.
I'm sure that
other skilled
workers don't wonder
or have concerns
each time a client
hires them
saying to themselves
"I hope I can get paid
this time."
A doctor never wonders
that
A CPA never wonders
that
Why have I wondered
that?
There is a collective
consciousness amongst
my kind...
we all agree
with the struggle,
and so buy
the lie.
It is not just
my own consciousness
I am breaking
through.
So when I break
the glass ceiling
I do so
for all of us.
I can remember
mentioning
the numbers
to the best of us
and his disbelief
was a surprise
to me...
Today I will
prove him
and everyone
wrong...
that more is
possible
than we can
ever imagine.
There is no
difference
between us,
his limiting beliefs
were mine,
and I'm changing
our minds.
The light
is blinding
at first...
today is the wave
of overflow
the focus
is coming
and soon
I will be
like the eagle
that is my
namesake...
and see for miles.
I am the heart
that beats
a spirit that
is undeniably
felt...
seen in neon
colors...
brightening
the gloomiest
of days
and emotions...
the sun is
shinning,
It's not
that I don't
see the clouds...
but that I can
see through them.
Above every
cloud
the Sun always
is shinning.
So I am I.
So are we...
until now
we have
only forgotten.
