Sometimes I wake up and I wonder is it alright to be this “me”?
To be this loud, vibrant ball of energy and chatter? This clumsy but capable, averaged sized girl with so many idealistic thoughts and a sense of fashion that may or may not be “cool”.
How do I embrace the me that I find to be pretty frickin’ awesome without seeming proud, seeming aloof, or most of all seeming “other”
But if I were “you”, then who’d be “me”?
Who would fill the void that I hold?
This parking space that is my existence?
Would someone slip right in and be “me”?
But then who would take their spot?
This world can’t handle that kind of musical chairs of vacancies and conformity
It would crack under the pressure of so many false identities
and fake smiles trying to fit into spaces not meant for us
A round peg in a square hole
I’m not saying you have limits I’m saying you don’t
Don’t compress yourself into this cellophane box looking out on a world of opportunity
But discover your own identity
And break through the walls you have made for yourself.
I feel like the odd one out
The last to know what is “hip”, “cool”, “in”
But why do I care?
As I look around at the Barbies that all smile the same smile and speak the same words into their same phones,
Feeding off the drama they know play by play,
I wonder if they’re happy.
Happy mimicking and conforming to the lifestyle that the world is convinced is ideal, that will make them most “successful”. But are they happy?
And am I?
Truth is there’s only one “me” and I’m it so I can’t just leave the stage in the middle of my opus,
my aria, my crowning achievement
This life that is mine alone
Can I cheat the world of my laughter and creativity because it’s not the same as everyone else’s?
What’s the point of diversity if every person is striving to be the same?
We must take into consideration
Of the reverse.
All the people being the full “them” living to capacity, reaching full potential
As they push the limits of reality.
It’s terrifying this awesome power of self- respect
Confidence turned competence.
All drums beating in syncopated, spastic, splendid rhythm
A chorus of individuality
Differences causing harmonies never thought or heard before.
This world is a possibility
If we all embrace our abilities
Come together as a community
And choose to live vivaciously and not vicariously
Through those who have already
Reached their own potentiality.
You need to embrace the awkward, the “you” that you hide
Show society that you have value without a brand name
Value without the need for “success” in a field you’d rather gaze at through windows
As you lay outside on the cool, cool grass reveling in your “youness”.
Just live “you” and only “you”.
Give in to your quirks and blossom as a flower of brilliant color
On this concrete and steel world
Until we all become a garden of flavorful accomplishment.
Only then can we be “happy”.