Teh other night I was at a poetry slam, and afterwords, all of the poets were hanging out and chatting. I was insanely tired, and I was talking to this guy who had recited some really good poetry and was also wearing a suit.
I was trying to come up with something intelligent besides “I LIKED THE WORDS YOU SAID.”, and after failing a bit, I said “I’m sorry. I’m really tired.”
and he said “Don’t apologize for being what you are.”
*That* is why poetry is important.
Because sometimes you’re standing on the sidewalk in the cold, gathering the gumption to start the walk home, and some beautiful person just casually reminds you “Don’t apologize for being what you are.”
Like it isn’t the most important thing that some people have never heard.
Like it isn’t the phrase we forgot to repeat in the mirror.
Like it isn’t what people fight for, every time they’re afraid of the difference between what they are, and what society seems to be wanting.
“Don’t apologize for being what you are.”
It fits with another thing I was told today: “Don’t blame yourself when the world fails to live up to your expectations.”
Go out. Be beautiful. Fuck the world.
Don’t apologize for being what you are.