“To stand out,

meant to accept what was in front of me.

To want to feel beautiful in my own skin,

meant I accepted the toxicity that flowed from their lips.

To be small,

meant compliance in their crooked eyes.

I’m happier and healthier everyday,

knowing then my path would never lead me there.

So much further from my truth.

One I will gladly croon from the rooftop,

I’m the rebel they warned you about.”

written by Just Rant Already