My wings will grow

"You made it. You reached the endpoint. You can finally be the version of yourself that you have envisioned perfectly in your head. You can finally feel like you are normal. You can finally feel comfortable in your skin. You can finally walk the hall with your friends and feel like they think of you as an equal. You finally feel like they want to talk to you and be around you. You are finally just as pretty as the other girls. You finally don't have hide every part of your body. You finally don’t have to worry about what your hair looks like. You finally don't have to worry about standing or walking the right way. You finally don't have to pretend like you are normal. You can finally be normal. You can be accepted by others and welcomed into friend groups. You finally feel like you aren’t wasting people's time. You finally feel like you are a valuable person to others. You finally feel like you can be viewed by others as an attractive person. You finally feel like you can have control over your life. You finally get to pursue your dreams freely. You finally make that record and reinvent music as a whole. You finally get to be remembered. You finally get to be remembered positively. You finally make people laugh. You finally feel like you make people happy. Your mother finally accepts you. She finally moved on. Your father finally cleaned up. He moved out and moved on. They both forgave each other. They finally love you. You finally don't feel like a burden. You finally can show your true self to others. You can finally feel like a human being deserving of love."