Never Not Sure

Original spoken word poetry about believing in yourself when coming out NEVER NOT SURE It would seem, that never before, Did I need to be quite so sure? But in fact, the pure thing they miss, At all their consequent remisce, Is that I am quite secure, and Truly, I was never not sure. I did the work, I thought it through, Reached out and heard a view or two. Some said no and some were distraught. But way before, I kind of thought, I would push through, I would endure, Because, I was never not sure. When they told me it was a choice? I listened to my inner voice. It never once argued against, To me, it felt like common sense. When they asked if there was a cure, For what? I was never not sure. The long-awaited day arrived, And all their poking I survived. And I am feeling pretty great. I am me, and me is my fate. So, when they come banging the door, Let them, I was never not sure. (c) Jay Rose Ana ► SOCIAL MEDIA • website ➭ https://www.jayroseana.com/ • tiktok ➭ https://www.tiktok.com/@jayroseana • pinterest ➭ https://www.pinterest.co.uk/jayroseana/ • twitter ➭ https://twitter.com/jayroseana/ • reddit ➭ https://www.reddit.com/user/jayroseana/