To speak or not to speak...

When is it okay for me to think differently?
To say how I feel about something?
When is it okay to express my self with out being ridiculed?
Why is that whenever I stand up for what I believe in you get mad?
"I want someone strong, someone confident, someone who knows themself..."

Bull.

You want someone that agrees with you. Someone who's going to always tell you you're right. Someone who takes all of your ideology and just goes along. Someone who will never say differently, think differently, or be different from you. Someone that will behave like you do, think like you do, act like you do, speak like you do.

That's not me.

I was raised differently. I was raised to live a Godly lifestyle. I was raised to seek and enjoy what is true, what is real, what is pure, what is right. Not what's perverse, vile, and a lie.

Am I perfect?

Of course not. I have my vices, I have my flaws. But that doesn't mean that I've completely strayed from what I was taught. My foundation won't let me waiver. I know what's right, even if I don't always act on it. I make mistakes, but I always try to fix them.

I don't try to fix you.

Yes, I suggest things. Yes, I tell you how I feel. But I ultimately leave the choice up to you. I can't decide for you. Do some of your choices hurt me inside? Yup. But that's something I have to swallow and accept or deal with it.

I cry. So what?

I am an expressive person. I express myself through art, through music, through words, through dance, through activity, through speech, through tears. I don't take it out with cussing, drinking, smoking, promiscuity, or any other thing that could harm me, harm you, harm us. When I feel something, I let it show. You may not like it, but its better than keeping it in. I need to release it. I need to have peace.

Let you be you.

That's what you want, that's what you get. I love you. I love who you are.

But I gotta be me too.