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Who am I?


If I can’t be me,
Then what else am I supposed to be?
A lie?
Some fictional character that can never exist?
Someone else other than myself?
I thought it was supposed to be accepting me for who I am,
Not trying to change me every time I turn around,
What did I do wrong?
Did I even do anything really?
Other than be me?
It’s like trying to build a jigsaw with none of the right pieces,
I’m no mind reader,
Don’t take it out on me cos your life’s shit,
I’ve done nothing wrong,
I’m thousands of fucking miles away,
Don’t I deserve to be happy??
Really??
One hand comforts,
While the other slaps me down and calls it caring,
What kind of life would that be?
Walking around on tiptoes to keep you happy?
And totally ignoring my own heart breaking daily.
But, oh, yes,
I’m too emotional,
I cry too much,
Even though I’ve never cried so much in my entire life,
But no, I’m wrong of course.
Seriously??
Are you for real?
Did you not remember me telling you I won’t take shit?
Do you not remember making all the decisions then telling me after?
Last time I checked adults sat down and talked,
They discussed things,
They don’t dictate.
Well, friends it is,
And nothing more.
Just like you wanted.

17/08/11
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