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Nothing Left to Prove

1 min readOct 7, 2025

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I’ve lit up rooms without trying
Saw their stares, heard the sighing
But the shimmer fades, and the silence stays
So I stepped outside the play

I’ve been the one they waited for
High heels tapping toward the door
Now I walk in soft and slow
I stay until I choose to go

I don’t need the spotlight to feel like I matter
Don’t need the noise, don’t need the clatter
I know my worth in the way I see
Not who’s watching — but who I choose to be
I can love it all and still walk away
No standing ovation will make me stay

I used to crave a louder stage
Measured my worth by outer praise
But all that noise began to blur
And peace replaced what I once chased

I’m not quiet — I’m just still
I don’t perform — I just observe
No need to shine, no need for show
I’ve nothing left to prove

I don’t need the spotlight, not anymore
I’ve found a quieter metaphor
I walk in light no one can see
And finally, it’s enough for me

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Danna Reich Colman
Danna Reich Colman

Written by Danna Reich Colman

Writer, author and copyeditor. “What doesn’t kill us gives us something new to write about” ~ J. Wright

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