I have searched all my life,
for a place to fit.
For too many years, I tried too hard
to bend and change my shape,
I thought I had to be like them,
everyone else, who smiled and laughed.
I thought I had to move like them,
walk and run and dance the same.
I thought I had to sound like them,
speak their truths and believe their thoughts.
Then at my lowest, when hope was lost,
my truth shone like heaven's light.
There was no mould for me to fit!
There was no way I had to…