I Am Me
In our crazy universe
There’s this box many people live in,
That they labeled “societal norms”
and no matter who we are
or what we believe in
we’re stuck with no choice but to conform to it
So we end up become robots, mindless identical clones
who blindly follow society’s narrow-minded vision
of what we should act like and who we should be
But do we ever once stop and reflect
that maybe, just maybe, we should follow
Our own preconceived visions
of this supposed “normalcy?”
Because I, for one, certainly have no intention
Of following this insular worldview people have
and reshaping my entire unique personality
because I believe, no, I know for a fact
that every person has their own special contribution to the world
and I’m certainly no exception
so why on earth should I be shunned for being me?
I’d like people to stare themselves down in the mirror, and face reality
that by suppressing their distinctive character and showing a facade to their surroundings
they won’t help anyone and they will honestly destroy themselves from the inside out.
and not only that, but that by hiding what they have to offer to the world,
they are committing a grave injustice to themselves and others
by hiding potential brilliance and discovery
just by being subservient what their so called “average” friends have to say
So I’m going to look society straight in the eye and say
“you can keep your petty, labeled box to yourself
and let me follow my own path.
and nothing you say or do can withhold the heart and soul
that I have within me, to be expressed to everyone
so realize now that I am who I am, and I won’t be hidden
Do you understand?
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