Realization Of My True Self

When I was young  

And not that wise 

I would trust all society’s lies 

Making me ideal was their aim  

And if I followed them 

I would not be the same. 

 

To fulfill their demands  

I strove really hard. 

To realize finally, that 

It was myself I had marred. 

 

‘Beautiful’ for them,  

I might have been 

But my true beauty was left unseen. 

 

The sweet voice 

The big bright eyes 

The bubbly spirit 

And a soul that never told lies 

How could I lose myself? 

That just as not done. 

 

Without the true ME 

I was no fun 

I repented my ways 

And embraced the true me 

And then, everything got right, you see 

 

If there is something, I know 

It is this, my dear 

You might be tall or short, thin or fat 

Rich or poor. 

But you need not fear 

You are wonderful the way you are. 

 

Follow your heart 

And you’ll go far 

And if you ever have any doubtful notion 

Just glance at the mirror 

And view God’s best creation.