I Am Who I Am

I wrote this like a road from barefoot chaos to choosing my own tempo. Guitar leads, cello answers, a soft tagelharpa glow, 112 bpm so your steps match mine. From shy laughs to steadier fire at twenty-five, I sing the yes and no that grew me up. The chorus stacks each pass, with a tiny drop before the last line and a key lift at the end - then please whistle the hook with me. low-key it’s a diary, high-key it’s joy. Thanks for real ears, lovelies. 💜 ❤꧁ღ⊱♥ Tarja ♥⊱ღ꧂❤ Lyrics: when i was little, life was easy, no roles in sight, barefoot through days, low-key wild, high-key bright. then came the time my body turned a page; i faced the mirror, said: i’ll grow with age. my chest grew too, my eyes grew brave each day- i told myself, i’ll learn the way. i am who i am, i carry my light through town; my heart counts four, i won’t slow down. i choose the tempo, choose who walks with me; when i say halt, the room goes still. i am who i am - come slow and you will see. at eighteen i learned my yes and no, first kisses, long nights, honest and slow. i practiced closeness, held when it got wild; respect first, then fire - open and mild. i am who i am, i carry my light through town; my heart counts four, i won’t slow down. i choose the tempo, choose who walks with me; when i say halt, the room goes still. i am who i am - come slow and you will see. i learned to flirt like dancing - soft, then clear; a smile for color, never without cheer. i play with charm but fair, an honest line; we read the signals - yours and mine. i count soft one to four, stay just a moment more. at twenty-five i know what fire can do; i lead if i want - and stop on cue. i know my cards and lay them warm, not loud; my body, voice, and name - i’m allowed. i am who i am, i carry my light through town; my heart counts four, and all fits now. i choose the nearness, choose the road with me; when i say stay… you feel it too, you see. i am who i am - now whistle the hook with me. i am who i am - and tonight i shine out loud.