I am not a stranger to the dark

Hide away, they say

'Cause we don't want your broken parts

I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars

Run away, they say

No one'll love you as you are

But I won't let them break me down to dust

I know that there's a place for us

For we are glorious

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown 'em out

I am brave, I am bruised

I am who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come

And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

I'm not scared to be seen

I make no apologies, this is me

(Adapted from https://www.google.com/search?q=letra+da+musica+this+is+me&rlz=1C1SQJL_pt-BRBR910BR910&oq=letra+da+musica+this+is+me+&aqs=chrome..69i57j0l3j46j0l3.4731j0j15&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8)

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