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Standing in a square,

People everywhere.

Step out, do I dare?

I really shouldn’t care.

Walking through a crowd.

They say I’m too loud.

Being here, am I allowed?

I need to stand tall and proud.

For years I felt trapped.

Told myself to adapt.

I let myself feel flat.

I deserved better than that.

Put me down as they saw.

I was always something more.

Had me convinced I was a bore.

Now I’m stronger than ever before.

I’m so happy now I see.

It’s okay just being me.

Can’t put me in a category.

Because this is who I’m meant to be.