Lowly

I often sit in the background. I prefer to sit behind other people; not because I devalue my self worth, but because of my pride. 

You see, I am confident in my abilities, but I don’t need to be loud about them. My actions speak far louder than any of my words ever will. 

I don’t need to be in the center of things to have a prominent effect. I also know when to speak and when to listen. Most of the time, in large groups I listen. My words are meaningless when everyone is speaking at the same time. I am drowned out; my voice is not heard. And I am okay with that. 

In meetings, give me the corner of the room, or somewhere lost along the sidelines. That is where I am going to go. 

Not because I have nothing to say, but because I had rather choose out the lower place, than to be sent there. Let me be lowly.

Let me be sought out, not silenced. 

What I bring to the table is unique and powerful, but it’s not for everyone. 

My knowledge is my power.

I’m not at the head of the table. 

I’d much rather be the backbone or the foot. Let me be one who bears weight and carries the group, because I don’t need to shine to feel important. 

I know I am important. 

I know my worth. I know my value. I don’t need you to know my value or see what I bring to the table. You will know in my absence. 

You will ask for my input. 

My pride tells me you need me, you just might not know it yet. I’ll wait here, patiently, for you to seek me out. 

The people who speak before kings and queens are not the smartest or brightest people; they are the mouthpieces for those people. 

Keep me lowly; my worth will speak for itself.