Out of Place
As a child,
I knew I didn't belong.
I always felt the need,
to be somewhere else.
Wherever that somewhere is,
I am still searching.
As teenager,
I know that I don't belong.
I always feel the need,
to compare myself to others.
Whoever I want to be,
I still remain me.
As an adult,
I know I won't belong
I will feel the need,
to distinguish myself from others.
Whoever I am,
I am me.
I will not conform.
I will not give up.
I will break the mold.
I will revolutionize industries.
I will be happy.
Who I am,
is no concern to anyone else.
I will not change,
because of fleeting insecurities,
too high standards,
or traditional values.
Who I am,
is yet to be discovered,
but I hope
that whoever I will be,
wherever I will be,
I will be Happy.
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