Being Me

of all of the things
I ever wanted to be,
the hardest it seemed
was just being me

everyone had in mind
who they wanted to see,
but none of them saw
who I wanted to be

I tried and I tried to
perform for their glee,
until at last, in the end,
I just had to be me

a big hearted pearl
with love like the sea,
and a fuck off for those
who wouldn’t let me be me

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