Significance
My voice…
My words…
My being…
I wonder about my significance…
Maybe that’s why I don’t talk…
Silence stems from doubt…
Insecurity gives way to jealousy…
I worry I’ll lose someone’s attention…
Again I remind myself where I should be looking for my worth and significance…
There is One who cares…
But yet when I am noticed, I seem to want to hide…
I fear the pain of stepping out, taking a chance…
To be heard…
To be seen…
To make a difference…
Yet what do I have to lose…
Those who care will listen…
Those who care will push to hear what’s deep inside too…
In the end, everyone and everything is significant…
Even the silence…
