I Am Who I Am
I Am Who I Am
I am who I am.
I am who I am.
Nobody is going to change that fact.
I am who I will be.
It’s real, not an act.
I am different, I am me.
It’s not going to change, it stays a fact.
So what if I’m not attractive?
I’m still me, that’s what counts.
What if I’m not that active?
I’d still lose a few pounds.
What’s the reason for the fact people bully me?
Do they really don’t know tact?
I am still the same person that I used to be.
I’ve stopped my act.
I’ve dealt with the demons from my past.
They finally stopped haunting me.
Now I’m moving on, and fast.
I can finally be whom I’m supposed to be.
My cloud of judgement has faded.
I can finally see clear, without a blot in my sight.
I’ve done it by myself, unaided.
I’ve reached my destined height.
I still have a way to go.
It doesn’t matter, I’ll find a way.
I really think so.
Now I only need to settle down.
And live my life my own way.
R.E.M.
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