What you see before thee,
Is who I truly am.
I will finally be me,
No longer live in a sham.

Parts will no longer hide,
I hope for you to see,
The pride I have inside,
The me I’ll always be.
I want you to know,
I will not be someone else.
I will never put on a show,
Or put myself on a shelf.

I have come to understand,
My faults. 
Still trying to plan,
To take the out the vault.

The person deep within,
Is a scared little child.   
She’s learning to let in,
And go of the wild.

Finding myself,
Has not been easy.
There’s still more to unleash,
My soul is still busy.

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