The sun rises and the moon hides,

alarms sound and roll to bedsides

hairs put in place and teeth brushed clean, 

faces painted to form a screen.

but I choose to paint my own face,

one that has an authentic base,

no more cookie cutter designs,

I'm fine drawing outside the lines.

I am what some may say is strange,

but no matter what I won't change,

If I sucum to the pressure,

all I become is an actor.

I vow to take pride in myself,

  to see that I am my own top shelf,

what makes me flawless is this pride,

to not let myself be pushed aside.