I Was Born to Be Me, And Free
That me it’s who I am. Like me or ignore me

I Was Born to Be Me, And Free
I was,
I was born to be me
not shaped by your hands
not bent at the knee
I was,
I was born to be free
not bought by approval
not begging to be
No mirror can tell me
what I ought to wear
no whisper can shame me
I no longer care
I carry my story
no edits, no plea
I was,
I was born to be me
I was,
I was born to be free
I’ve walked through their silence
I’ve tasted their doubt
but none of their cages
could keep the wild out
They wanted me smaller
less fierce, more polite
but fire stays fire
whether hidden or bright
So don’t call it stubborn
don’t dress it as pride
this truth that I carry
has nowhere to hide
I don’t need your banners
your rules, or decree
I was,
I was born to be me
I was,
I was born to be free

About the Creator
♿ V+ Marie381Uk
Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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