So you would like to know who I am?

Who am I, you ask?

You want to know who’s behind the mask

You want to see the real me,

The melody that sets me free,

The words that push me.

So you want to know what I see?

You want to know why I wake up,

Why I never feel like I’m enough,

Why my whole life is shushed.

So you want to know where my mind takes me?

How my heart gets emptied,

How my anger gets to 50?

 

Well, here’s the deal with me:

If you’d like me to say it in five words or less,

I AM A MESS.

My life’s not perfect,

Sometimes it wasn’t worth it.

If you’d like to really know about me,

I’m the sob story type,

The one where you want to just take a wipe

And wash away the past.

I’m the one you didn’t notice in your classes,

The one who got lost in the blackness,

But the truth is, That’s the old me, the cold me.

Now i’m the bold me, the strong me, the happy me.

So if you truly want to know who I am,

I AM EMPOWERED TO DO GREAT THINGS.