Why try to be someone else, ​

​It's fine being me.

 

So long I have hidden, 

​Imitating others so I can fit in,

So long each crowd I'm not welcome. 

 

The party goer needs a people that tries new things, 

The body of Christ needs a people that has perfect ways,

 Being in between doesn't suit anyone,  that say. 

 

You know?, I've been someone different at every point in my life, 

​I've been put down, 

Picked up and spat out, 

Still I don't know whom to be

 

It was decided, right from birth,

​The decision was not mine to make, had known chance of a say, 

But it's okay now, I know better, 

It's okay. 

 

Now I know, 

Being me is okay, mistakes is fine, 

I ​don't have to be perfect, 

​Just be me, 

​Though I don't know what that is, 

​But now, I can try to know.....