Just Me

I am weak,
I am weird,
I am nervous
On the surface.

On the inside
is everything I hide,
longing for the light
That I want to ignite,
but I'm me
no matter what they think,
no matter what they see.

I want to grow,
because if not they'll surely go.
I want to run,
because I miss the sun.

I am weak,
I am weird,
but I'm me
and this is how I'm destined to be.