I Am Me

Sweet, innocent, a little naïve

Quiet, calm, reserved

For seventeen years I was this way

You liked me like this

I never spoke up

Never said what was on my mind

I sat down and took the beating

Tears streaked my cheeks

But inside me was this person screaming to break free

I had my opinions, but kept them to myself

Inside I was wild and spinning

Wanting to be free

I wanted to stand up

I had words to say

It took college life to change my ways

I spoke out

Stood up

Went to parties and danced the night away

I no longer lied down for the people to walk on

But it still was me

I had grown

What I had inside me bloomed

I realized there were two mes

Who was I?

Which one was I to be?

You wanted me to fit inside my old box

But I have grown

I am still me