Sunday, January 7

Don’t want to be ashamed of who I am
Don’t want to stop smiling
Don’t want to wear that frown
Maybe it’s all the changes I’ve been going through
Trying to be like all those women I’m looking up to
But still I can’t fold the sheet right
My hair’s a mess
If you’re defining womanhood
Guess I’m one less
Keep getting scared of stepping outside
Wondering who they see me as
Do they see my inside?
I keep trying my best
To just let it go
Feel my wings, take flight, yeah that’s what I wanna do
Soar
Don’t wanna be ashamed of who I am
Deep down inside I’m yelling, I’m knocking
For the girl in me to be free
And I’m asking for someone to please see me
I get scared of being the face in the crowd
Sometimes it helps to be the one voice that’s loud
Then I remember
What does it matter I ask myself
Begging to find a soul that cares
A soul that sees me for the person I am
Don’t wanna be ashamed of who I am
I wanna celebrate me that way I’m told I can
I don’t want to hear the comments
I don’t want to hear the shouts
I just wanna walk tall
No matter what they think I am…