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