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Writer @ Adekunle Ajasin University Akungba Akoko
SHE DIDN'T ARRIVE, SHE BUILT IT
<p><br></p><p><br></p><p>They’ll say she came out of nowhere.</p><p>That she just appeared—confident, composed, dressed in power.</p><p>But no… she didn’t arrive.</p><p>She built it.</p><p><br></p><p>She built it in silence,</p><p>when no one clapped, when no one looked her way.</p><p>She stitched her dreams together from scraps,</p><p>held together by nothing but raw faith and tired prayers.</p><p>Every thread told a story.</p><p>Every seam carried struggle.</p><p><br></p><p>She built it when she was overlooked.</p><p>When her ideas were ignored, her presence dismissed.</p><p>Still, she showed up—again and again.</p><p>No silver spoon. No lucky break.</p><p>Just grit, grace, and an unstoppable fire in her chest.</p><p><br></p><p>She learned to rise without applause.</p><p>To clap for herself in empty rooms.</p><p>To trust her vision,</p><p>even when the mirror showed nothing but doubt.</p><p><br></p><p>She stitched purpose into every corner of her life.</p><p>She failed. She fell.</p><p>But she refused to stay down.</p><p>She got up—messy, unsure, but determined.</p><p><br></p><p>Her confidence wasn’t inherited.</p><p>Her presence wasn’t bought.</p><p>She didn’t borrow her voice—she found it, fought for it, and owned it.</p><p><br></p><p>Now they see her shine,</p><p>but they don’t know the nights she cried behind closed doors.</p><p>They see the style, but not the scars.</p><p>The grace, but not the grind.</p><p><br></p><p>Let them think she arrived.</p><p>Let them believe it was easy.</p><p>Because she knows the truth:</p><p><br></p><p>She didn’t arrive.</p><p>She built it.</p><p>And brick by brick,</p><p>she’s building still.</p>
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