this is me. and if you don’t like it, i will not be remaking myself in your image because i’ve been there. and i’ve done that. and honestly, fuck you. this is what i was meant to be.
this is me. and i am not a toy. i am not yours to torment. i’ve wasted enough of my life being someone else’s puppet.
this is me. and i’m not your disney princess. i’m not your token dramatic teen with mental illness.
this is me, and yeah. sometimes, i have two anxiety attacks in one school day. or i close the bathroom door and fight the urge to fade away. and i fall apart. and i make so many mistakes.
but where were you, when i made tapestries out of my broken pieces? when i somehow found the strength to pull myself out of this darkness? this is every part of me that refused to be silenced.
this is me. this is writing at 1a.m., or sobbing uncontrollably. this is the stubborn determination to do it anyway.
this is hope. despite the inferno on my hands, and the freezing cold. this is the first beam of sunlight, warming my skin after all these years alone. and maybe, maybe, maybe this is what it feels like to finally come home.
This poem is based off the song “This is Me” from the movie The Greatest Showman, a song that’s been really influential to me in the past couple months. I don’t know if it’s good or not, but honestly I just needed to write it and share it with the world.