Freckles

My freckles dot across my face like stars in the sky. Everyday I look in the mirror and no matter how I feel, I am reminded that I am a rightful child of the universe. I am no less a child of this earth than the oaks in a forest. Like them my feet are planted deep in the ground and my head is lost in the clouds, this is where I belong. I belong here exactly where I am. I am like the wind or the clouds I only matter because I exist. It's important to know that you don't owe the world anything. You are meant to be what you are, and to feel what is in front of you.  All you are required to do is breathe and feel your heartbeat. Can't you feel the universe in your lungs? Can't you just feel all those around you just as confused as you are? Can you feel the people searching for a god or a dream to believe in. Just feel, just feel the air around you and breathe. 

I don't really know much I only know my heart beat is as valid as all of those before me. My rightful place is here. I am home. This is our home. 

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-J