You’ve always believed people more than yourself,
Thinking that what they say is only absolute truth.
To the point where you start hating yourself.
They kept saying: you’re too dumb for this or too good for that,
Not once did you think where your heart was actually at.
Why don’t you dress more like a girl?
Lose some weight, just wear a pearl.
Sit properly, don’t laugh like that.
Behave sensibly, are you sure you want to eat that?
You’re a little too much, a little too less.
When will you stop being such a mess?
Don’t be so quite, speak up!
You’re talking too much, shut up!
You’re almost witty, almost correct.
Almost pretty, and almost perfect.
Just a little more of this and a little less of that,
Stop eating or you’ll become more fat.
Well, who am I to judge?
Be yourself, don’t change.
No, not like that, that’s too much.
Why are you so strange?
So much noise from the outside,
You couldn’t hear the voices from inside.
Gave your all to become perfect,
Only to realize that all that’s beautiful in life is imperfect.
It is time now that you stop listening to others.
And start exploring your own colors.
To choose what you want.
To live, to dream and to flaunt.
To pour all the love you have in yourself,
It is time you stop competing in this race of perfection,
For, you become perfect right when you start being yourself.