I've Grown Up to be Proud
I've Grown Up to be Proud
I've grown up to be proud.
Proud of who I've grown up into.
Into this body that once felt like a stranger.
Stranger than those that were actually strange.
Strange how it was mine, and yet never felt so.
So loudly I screamed to be let out of it.
It never occurred to me, that peace exists somewhere inside and not out.
Out of my mind, I was, to love not, who I am.
Am I now who I wanted to be, or have I just discovered that I've always been it?
It has changed my life, being the receiver for once, of the love I always kept giving.
Giving it, I still am, but not till there's none left for me.