i've always felt their eyes watching me. they look at me and see what they want to see, but they don't see me. they only see a mere reflection of what i am, this one sided view of me, which they've accepted as me in entirety.

they can’t make me.

they can't break me.

they want to tamper with my megapixels.

they want to confine me to these 4x4 boxes.

but, i am what i am. and no one can mold me....

i could never let their preconceived notions shackle me because i'm better than that. their preconceptions try to hinder my growth, but they can't. because i’ve shattered my own reflection every time it didn't add up to what i knew i could be. and i started over. i have picked up my very own pieces just to rearrange them the way that i wanted to. i rearranged them to fit me better, to enable myself to do better. i don't need help to save me and i don't let negativity tare me apart and make me different, make me worse. i don’t give them that option. they don’t have that power. they don't have the answers, but i do within. within me. within what i am; a combination of what i once was and who i'm yet to become, intertwined as one: me.

to everyone and anyone who has ever loved me,

just let me be me, who ever i might be in that instance, in that dimension; and if that image ever falls short, or if it doesn't equal the miraged "me" that you've mentally invented for me, set me free. and find yourself, there’s something for you else where. there will be something for me else where. i have found something for me, elsewhere. i have found something and i haven’t had to lose anything to keep it, to have it, to hold it, to feel it.