I'm scared
Shaking in my boots
What if they don't like me
Or I'm not good enough
I'm short
Ways are strange to some
Papa looked and smiled
Touching my heart
As he said once more
Be yourself
Stand tall and proud
No matter what you do
Someone will find fault
See with your eyes
Feel with your heart
Listen to your music
Follow the beat of your drum
Touch each life you meet
Let them see you
If their heart is blind
They will not see
The beauty of life before me