Who I am

Sometimes I want to get away
Get away from the person who I've become

Some days I wish
I could be someone else

I wish people would accept me
Just for who I am
Instead of trying to change me

Some days I can't stand to look in the mirror
It's what's inside that counts
But that's what I want to change most

I get shot down for being myself
And hated for trying to be someone else
What do you guys want from me?

You more people would like me
If I acted differently
But why can't they just like me
For being who I was meant to be?


This is another poem written in April 2009. Pretty much like the last one.