I feel beautiful and free,
I am finally just me,
Holding on to wrong judgment for far too long
I've been exhausted,
I feel my lungs finally singing songs
The world has been cold and treated me wrong
Reality is such a tease
But I'm where I belong
People see me and I used to be scared
Now I'm comfortable with who I am,
My opinions are valid and strong
People will hate,
But the people who love you are
the people who truly count
Because those people love you for you
and nothing else
No one is perfect
No one is pure
No one chooses what life they have
Your mind and bones are your core
Your outer is your most beautiful disguise
Protect yourself
Because you're truly only the most beautiful butterfly