Under The Surface
I finally came to the point that I will no longer continue this battle with myself.
I will no longer tell lies to secure me at night.
I will no-longer play the perfect game.
Because when i finally unlocked the chains that bound me here in this world of secrets,
I could finally breathe.
I could finally walk and not have to watch my back
I became comfortable in my own skin
I was not ashamed to tell the world
who i am truly,
For so long i have been a prison in my own universe
I lost sight of what truly makes me happy
So, if I have to choose to be ridiculed and made fun over telling myself lies
I would choose the harsh comments each timeI finally became comfortable with me
So what if i am different?
Doesn't God love all his children?
If being me truly is an obinimation
to God's eyes
Then why did he create me?
Why did he give me life?
My lovely haters
HE DOES NOT JUDGE!