maybe in another universe, i actually spoke up for myself instead of always saying "it's okay" and being nice. maybe i stopped letting people walk over me just because i didn't want to cause problems. maybe i didn't hide my feelings to keep the peace, and i didn't pretend i wasn't hurting. maybe i stood my ground, said what i truly felt, and didn't apologize for it. maybe i knew my worth without waiting for someone else to see it first. maybe in that universe, i didn't lose myself trying to keep others.