The Day I Became Enough

I used to look at others and feel small.

Their lives seemed brighter, easier, better.

I measured my worth against their highlights.

Then one evening, I sat on my balcony.

I watched the sky turn orange and pink.

No one else was there to impress me.

I felt a strange relief, like a sigh inside.

I realized I had been running a race alone.

There was no finish line, no prize to win.

I stopped comparing that night.

Not because I became perfect, but because I chose to.

I am enough, right here, right now.