You don’t believe in me but that doesn’t mean I don’t exist
I show you my heart and my art and I see blossoms of disbelief in your eyes
You want an explanation of the why or the how or the origin
Evidence of your inability to except and appreciate things, people, and places just as they are, and not what you expect them to be
You don’t believe in me but that doesn’t mean that I don’t exist
You don’t believe in me but that doesn’t mean that I won’t persist
Thank you for not believing in me
Thank you for showing me your disbelief with your words and your actions
Your disbelief has freed me
Freed me to realize that the only beliefs that truly count are my beliefs about myself and my belief in the Higher Power that created me
I believe in me and I do exist
