Because I know who I am,
I'm at ease and free.
I can't be like others,
And they can't be me.I've got fading scars,
An unusual physique,
But it all works together
To make me unique.I've got hidden strengths,
Some obvious flaws.
Still I am who I am,
For better, for worse.I don't have to blend in;
I won't live a lie.
I can't please everyone;
I won't even try.Some call me proud;
Others stare at me in alarm.
But I'm not one to bother,
Because I know who I am.

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