One day, you get tired of being someone else.
Of fitting in.
Of dulling yourself down to a convenient shade of grey.
You see that your insides are stuffed to the sparkling seams with sapphires and rubies.
You realize you're technicolor magic, full of joyous, painful, imperfect life.
Be weird as fuck.
Laugh so loudly it shakes the trees.
Sings sweet lullabies to shooting stars.
Be everything you are.