I tell you who I am.
You don’t tell me who I am.
At the threshold of 25, I have lived long enough to know who I am.
I have experienced enough to tell anyone my own truth.
If I say I am stone, I am stone.
If I say I am fire, I am fire.
I have outgrown lying about myself for acceptance.
Not everyone should accept me; that would be asinine.
I will not lie I believe in a religion I do not
I will not lie I have more than I have; everyone starts from somewhere
I will not lie I can do things I can’t
I will not lie I know what I don’t
I will not lie I love people I do not
I will not lie about my scars
I will not lie about myself.
I have outgrown that.
I have embraced myself.
I am light and dark
Nice and nasty
A blend of vices and virtues.
I will not pretend to be not me to seek validation.
I have accepted me.
And that is all that matters.