Not a Cinderella

I am a silent sea.
I don’t let any awfully powerful cyclone bubble up the surface of my skin.
I am a continuous reminder to my slacky, grief-stricken body
to not knit tales from
strings of hatred
that may pull me back to old times.
I am thirteenth shade of gray.
I’m mature and delicate but not an emotional fool.
I’m my own best friend and I LOVE MYSELF.
I care not to remember who underestimated me on July 23 of 2017 !?
I am a dormant volcano,
fire within me
might light a candle
or burn a whole village.
I am powerful and stronger and a total stranger.
I am not a Cinderella,
I am not even an evil queen.
I am a warrior and a survivor both.
I am not sorry for being myself.
I am sorry for not being you.

My ego says: “What if I fail, and they don’t accept me? “
My alter-ego says: “If I fail, I fail. I’ll learn from mistakes and
grow. And why shall I be
concerned if they like me or not?
I must accept myself, and that’s what matter.”

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Written for NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 8. Today’s prompt comes to us from this list of “all-time favorite writing prompts.” It asks you to name your alter-ego, and then describe him/her in detail. Then write in your alter-ego’s voice. Maybe your alter-ego is a streetwise detective, or a superhero, or a very small goldfinch.

14 thoughts on “Not a Cinderella”

  1. “I care not to remember who underestimated me on July 23 of 2017 !?”
    This is such an insight. And the whole thing is both sad and hopeful. A wonderful read.

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