Limits

I'm not normal.
I always have been,
always will be.
People call me weird,
I say I'm just different.

I've always wanted to fit in,
to be like everyone else.
But after 13 years of trying not to be me,
I've realized
I don't want to be like everyone else.
And no matter how hard I try,
I will always be me.
So why try to fight it?

Now,
as I embrace the real me,
you're limiting me.
All you've ever wanted me to be is happy,
so why are you limiting me?

Let me be that new person.
Don't put me in a cage.

Set me free.