I Am, Who I Am

If I could be anyone else, who would, I really choose to be?

I know ones thing for sure,

No one else can be me.

I’m unique,

I’m special,

I’m one of a kind.

I’m that diamond in the rough you don’t expect to find.

Society compels you to adhere to the norm,

But if I’m really honest I find myself torn.

Should I change who I am to suit a failing culture.

Where if you’re anything more than ordinary they circle on you like a vulture.

Nothing about who you are is safe,

They tear and claw at you till nothing can be traced.

I know who I am,

What other people think I shouldn’t give a damn.

Should I be proud?

Should I shout it out loud?

Am I being pretentious?

In never truly wanting to be famous.

If I was to be like everyone else,

Would I be settling for something less than myself?

Or should I fight to be that beauty beyond compare,

That gem that is immensely precious and so rare.

I try hard not to pull myself into question,

Being true to who you are is the ultimate lesson.

If it requires a sacrifice,

Then I’ll pay the price.

If means I can be free,

From the chains that wish to bind me.

I am, who I am,

That is Alana Warren.