"The Way I Am"

Some call me crazy, wild, naive, A heart too open, too quick to believe. Some say I’m strong, yet blind to see, The world’s sharp edges chasing me. They see my kindness, soft and true, Yet wonder why I break in two. They say I wander, lost, unchained, Following thoughts my heart has framed. But why be bound by lines so tight, When I was born to chase the light? To live, to feel, to love, to roam, To make mistakes and call them home. Let them wonder, let them speak, I am me—wild, strong, unique.