I’m not gonna make myself dance and point to words on reels.
I’m not gonna stay silent about hypocrisy and misalignment I see in the world.
I’m not gonna address every damn political and social issue on the planet just to avoid getting canceled.
And while we are talking about cancel culture,
I’m not gonna contort myself into a palatable shape for people in my life who can’t roll with my depth and truth.
I’m not gonna redo the Instagram story because it was a bad angle.
And I’m not gonna prepare a script for anything in my life.
I am me.
This is my gift to the world.
I won’t apologize.
I won’t get small.
I won’t hide my tender heart.
And I won’t shy away from hissing at your misalignment.
I’m not easily digestible.
And I’m not fluffy.
And I refuse to have the world turn me into a social media zombie addicted to likes who’s forgotten her manners and lost her center.
I’m not here to perform for you.
I’m here to elevate you.
I Refuse to be Anyone but Myself
