I used to be the first to follow the crowd

Faithfully subsequent hoping it would help me succeed

Chewing on the heels of heels

Trying to be receptive of what to do to get acceptance

Except that… I wasn’t being myself

I was canvassed in clothes that camouflaged my natural class

Pushing for looks I couldn’t even pull off

Rigor Mortis in my vibes living a lie

Instead of being who I really was on the inside

That’s when I realized…

It was okay to be different

It was okay to be in the category of other and wise

Prominently peculiar neutral to people’s perception

And for this people are now drawn to me

Because I was able to paint the picture of my true reality

And I like it…

I’m finally being me

Does anyone have that same testimony?

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