“You’ve always had the power, my dear. You’ve had it all along.”
– Glinda, the Good Witch, Wizard of Oz
I won’t
be able to save you
Now that I understand
you never needed saving
I won’t
be able to remain silent
Now that my voice
has been unleashed
I won’t
be able to stay small
Now that I shed a skin
and grew bigger
I won’t
be able to stop
Now that I can
save myself
