Stand Out

I'm nothing more
than who I choose to be
I will stand tall
I will be free

but it's hard
to stand just me
it'll be okay though
because I'll be set free

no one knows
the true fear we share
they'll only know
when they start to care

that day'll never come
so it's not worth the try
it's time I stood out
so I take one final sigh

I step out of the crowd
as some choose to laugh and stare
they say 'You'll never make it'
and 'This you'll never bare'

but they don't know me
like they think they do
it's my time to stand out
when will it be you?

poem by Katherine Bryce
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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