I yell and you tell me to be quiet. I'm silent and you tell me to speak up, I run and you tell me to slow down I walk and you ask why I'm so slow, I try to fit in and I'm fake Then I'm myself and I'm "different" and annoying, I laugh at serious topics and I have no empathy Then I cry and I'm a weak baby, I fight back and I'm seeking attention But I say nothing and I know it's true, I show skin and I'm "asking for it" So I cover up and I'm insecure, I talk about silly things and I'm childish But when I talk about deep things "it's not that deep" It's obvious I'll never be enough for you, So I won't try to be. Because the real me is loud and constantly moving, The real me has a laugh like thunder and a smile like lightning, The real me is silly but also serious, The real me is kind and caring but also vicious and aggressive. The real me doesn't live in your shadow. The only reason I let myself live in your shadow is because you couldn't handle the real me. And the room couldn't handle my undivided attention. So stop telling me to be quiet and pay attention, Stop telling me to slow down and sit. Because I won't. I'm done being who you want me to be. From now on, I move at the speed of light. And if you wanna stay with me, then you better catch up. And if you really think I'm going to keep listening, Then come after me, and make me listen. All you have to do is catch me first...
