No soy yo
Maquillaje y joyería era lo que yo quería
Cuando era una niña a mamá yo le pedía
Que me vistiera de princesa, me llenara de belleza
Porque si no lo hacía no tendría la certeza
De encajar en una sociedad que no sabe valorar
Lo "imperfecto" de lo ajeno lo consideran obsceno
Y que las marcas en mi piel, de la cabeza hasta los pies
Me hacían difícil de ver pero a tiempo me enteré
Que no soy yo la que debe cambiar
Que son ellos los que creen que tienen derecho a hablar
Del cuerpo de alguien más, yo no tengo que escuchar
Los delirios de un juez que se quiso autonombrar
Y me tomó tiempo, a veces aún me miento
Diciendo que tengo que cambiar un par de aquí y allá
Pero es hora de gritar que todo arte tiene lugar
Que un museo ya quisiera tenerme pa' enmarcar
Yo misma me decía que escondiera mi sonrisa
Porque no es aceptado reír con dientes desordenados
Debía elegir entre ser yo hasta los poros
O perderme encontrando la aprobación de otros
¿Cuántos filtros me pueden brindar un plato lleno de seguridad?
¿Cuántos likes se necesitarán pa' tener un poco de autoridad?
Hoy sé que la atención que necesito es la mía
¿Quién iba a creer que sería yo quien me amaría?
Porque no soy yo la que debe cambiar
Que son ellos los que creen que tienen derecho a hablar
Del cuerpo de alguien más, yo no tengo que escuchar
Los delirios de un juez que se quiso autonombrar
Y me tomó tiempo, a veces aún me miento
Diciendo que tengo que arreglar un par de aquí y allá
Pero es hora de gritar que todo arte tiene lugar
Que un museo ya quisiera tenerme pa' enmarcar
I shouldn't be apologizing for being myself
I should not give up my uniqueness to look like someone else
People might dislike me but I should feel glad
I wasn't born to satisfy them or to feet their empty lifes
'Cause in the end I'm always shining with my own damn light
Even in the dark I'm a piece of art
And they won't take that away from me
At least not without a fight
It's Not Me
Makeup and jewelry were all I ever wanted
When I was a kid, I begged my mom
To dress me like a princess, fill me with beauty
'Cause if she didn't, I wouldn't have the certainty
Of fitting into a society that can't appreciate
The "imperfect" in others, they think it's obscene
And the scars on my skin, from my head to my toes
Made me hard to see, but I figured it out in time
'Cause it's not me who needs to change
It's them who think they have the right to speak
About someone else's body, I don't have to hear
The delusions of a judge who self-appointed
And it took me time, sometimes I still lie to myself
Saying I need to fix a couple things here and there
But it's time to shout that all art has its place
That a museum would love to have me framed
I used to tell myself to hide my smile
'Cause it's not accepted to laugh with crooked teeth
I had to choose between being me down to my pores
Or lose myself trying to get others' approval
How many filters can give me a plate full of security?
How many likes will it take to have a bit of authority?
Today I know the attention I need is my own
Who would have thought it’d be me who would love myself?
'Cause it's not me who needs to change
It's them who think they have the right to speak
About someone else's body, I don't have to hear
The delusions of a judge who self-appointed
And it took me time, sometimes I still lie to myself
Saying I need to fix a couple things here and there
But it's time to shout that all art has its place
That a museum would love to have me framed
I shouldn't be apologizing for being myself
I should not give up my uniqueness to look like someone else
People might dislike me but I should feel glad
I wasn't born to satisfy them or to feed their empty lives
'Cause in the end I'm always shining with my own damn light
Even in the dark I'm a piece of art
And they won't take that away from me
At least not without a fight