I wouldn?t have compromised as much.
So much of myself for fear of having you hating me.
I would?ve sung so loudly,
It would?ve cracked myself.
I became so self-conscious of anything exuberant.
I wouldn?t have sold myself short.
I wouldn?t have kept my eyes glued to the ground.
If I had?ve known my invisibility would not make a difference,
I would?ve run around screaming proudly at the top of my voice.
I wouldn?t have said it was in fact luck,
I?m talking idealism here.
I would not have been so self-deprecating,
I wouldn?t have cowered for fear of having my eyes scratched out.
I wouldn?t have cut my comfort off.
I wouldn?t have feigned needlessness.
I would not have discredited every one of their compliments.
It was your approval I wanted.
Your congratulations.