I Choose Me

In my absence, I've self claimed my theme to change.

Change and mold myself as if I'm shaped pottery.

My imperfections had done wrong and I've seen them for myself.

I gradually grew up in my development over the years.

Talking about the truth with my honesty.

I choose me to alter for once.

Instead of simply modifying a picture's beauty.

I choose me because I've done and seen wrong.

I didn't want to go through the hurt again.

I cannot cry like the people once made me do.

If it's to silence me, I choose to be set free from them.

I choose me.