i stood on the podium,
a badge on my blouse,
i was the happiest with myself,
that i've ever been.
the applause was so loud,
i couldn't hear the voices,
that always put me down,
i wasn't the best,
but i was enough.
i sat down in my chair,
diploma and awards in hand,
a little birdie on my shoulder;
"They were jealous of you."
i couldn't care less, i laughed,
because i was happy with myself.
