Who am I?

Am I the mistakes I"ve made,

Or the whipers behind my back?

Who am I?

Should I listen to society

And grieve the things I lack?

The body?

The money?

The fame?

So what if the masses don't know my name?

Who am I?

I am the courage I've become

To face the mockers and the scorn.

Who am I?

I'm the fighter who won't surrender,

A Rose who'll embrace its thorn.

The warrior.

The hero

Of my own story.

My flaws make me perfect, and my trials give me glory.