What makes me awesome?
Sometimes it's hard to see.
I'm no Shakespeare or Milton--nor will I ever be.
I'm not the "Queen B" at school,
Sometimes I wonder if I even have friends.
I'm the certified good girl, who just isn't cool.
And I'm terrible at following trends.
Sure, I try to fit in.
But that doesn't exactly work out.
I try so hard it should be a sin!
Yet, I'm the outsider--there's no doubt.
Yes, I'm on the soccer team,
But that doesn't make me good.
Playing soccer just isn't my dream
And I wouldn't change that, even if I could.
Yeah, I play in marching band,
But I never touch first part.
My musical fantasies must soon land,
Because apparently, I don't play with my heart.
Sure, I did a bit for theatre,
But I never got the lead.
Not scoring very high on the skill-o-meter,
I guess I wasn't blessed with the acting seed.
I dabble at a bunch of things,
To see where I can belong.
So far, the rejection stings,
And everything feels wrong.
Then I came to a beautiful realization.
Maybe, I'm not wrong; it's just my destination!
I don't need a group of people at my side,
Whispering to me all sorts of fanciful lies,
Who are really with me just for the ride.
My power is limitless--it's time I let it rise!
There's nothing I can't do.
Who is going to stop me? YOU?
I have the biggest heart I've ever known,
And looking back, I see how it's grown
Through the touch of kindness towards others.
Need I say more? I'll give you another!
I may not be brilliant, but I am quite bright,
And I don't stop a problem until I get it right.
Though I am bold, I always speak my mind.
I'm not a girl who shies away, I'm one of a different kind.
Don't you dare tell me who I am.
I can do anything I think I can.
So, what makes me awesome?
That should be easy to see.
I am awesome because I am always true to me.