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Being Myself
I am me.
And you are you.
I am proud of me.
For being myself.
And I am proud of you.
For being yourself.
It took some time for me.
To be who I am today.
I learned to accept myself for who I’ve grown to become.
I can live how I’m meant to live as me.
But there was a time when I compared myself to you.
If only I could be just like you.
I had similar interests and hobbies.
And I had what it took to follow in your footsteps.
But I can never be exactly like you.
There were things only you could do that I couldn’t.
I felt something was missing in me.
I couldn’t be as happy and free.
You inspired me.
I, too, wanted to inspire you.
You followed your dreams no matter what happened.
And I thought your dreams were also my dreams.
That’s when I knew that I couldn’t be like you.
Because it’s impossible to keep up with what you do.
I hope to have what you have.
That…
