Day Seventy Nine /365
A lot of my life I have spent waiting for the day I'll fit in. The day they will see who I really am. Not just a name, and so much more than a face. The day they will appreciate my uniqueness. I stay true to myself, clinging onto my integrity like the rope to a lifeboat. The water is rising and I dont want to drown. In an ocean of blue I stand out like a sore thumb in my red and yellow dress. I didnt wear it to be different. I just wanted to be myself. I wont cover up my nerves with alcohol because I choose not to drink. The same way I do not smoke or do drugs. So you tell me I'm strange. You say I dont fit in, and that if I want to I should change. But I dont want to be like you. I just want to be accepted for me. I want you to see me, I am more than my face. I have a hundred different layers and depths you cannot swim to. And maybe I'll always be different but I'm ok with that. You can live in the dark but I choose to dance in the light.