I am me.

I am me...

whether you like it or not..

I will do what I please.

I'm not looking to appease or concede

to what you want to see,

and what you made me out to be.

Everything you wanted for me,

you never fully accepted me.

I'm sorry if I have to let you down now

but it's time for me to do what I want,

and it's time for you to move on.

I'm sick of being this illusion you envisioned for me.

I'm tired of pretending to be something I used to be.

You never saw the truth in me.

I think it's time for you to see

that the only person I ever wanted to be...

was me.



This poem was written because I'm tired of the expectations everyone has of me. I am only what I've portrayed to everyone. There's so much more to me than what people can see. Very little people know my interior; the ugly me, the moody me, the angry me, the broken me. I have hidden those parts of me from the world because I was ashamed of those parts of myself. I'm not perfect, I'm human too I make mistakes. I feel pain, anger, and fear too.

A wise friend once told me "in life you don't find yourself, you create yourself." This whole time I was trying to figure out who I was supposed to be, and what people made me out to be; instead, of being the person I wanted to be. I guess it was me all along who never accepted myself for who I am.