The sole of my shoe.

I have walked alone, seeking answers

I have lived isolated, chasing dreams

I have tried to prove my worth

To those who are worthless judges.

I have cried my pain, in silent screams.

I have stumbled alone, through tunnels of agony.

But no more!...

I rest my feet in the sole of my shoe.

Now..

I walk with the little girl, I use to be.

I live to fulfill my dreams.

I have the knowledge of myself worth.

& have tattooed my pain, throughout my body.

In remembrance of what brought me to this life.

This life… that has yet to begun.