My friend told me to write a poem so if I ever write more it'll go in here
The Real Me
Everyone wants something from me,
One person wants me not to be the real me,
Anther wishes that I didn't have to be the real me.
But I've always tried to be me,
Even if two of the people I should love most,
In the world are hurt I just want to tell them,
This is me the real me,
You can't play these games with me.
I just don't know how to deal,
I just want to find a way to heal,
From all the pain you never relies you cause me.
The only reason I stay,
Because I know in some way it makes you pay,
Few people know how you make me pay,
No physical abuse but because of you I never have faith in myself.
You say I'm not good enough,
Everything I do is never enough,
I do my best to stay tough,
But I'll forever remember,
The pain, the hate, the fear.
Never have we had a conversation where,
Both of us were able to tell the truth.
That's how we are,
We can both be called a liar,
I've always said I don't want to be,
The kind of person you are,
But it seems no matter how I try,
It's always me who must cry,
Because you want me to be like you,
You always tell me about who you,
Want me to be but I'm sorry I'm not you,
I hope I won't ever turn out like you.
Any day of the year I'd rather be like her,
At least she hasn't drove most of her,
Kids and family away she has always been there,
She is the one who knows the real me,
The one I don't have to lie to about me.
She says I'm just like her when she was my age,
But she doesn't want our stories to end on the same page,
She wants us to be how we should,
But I don't think we ever could,
At times it seems like we would,
But then something happens and I end up,
On the floor crying,
Sometimes it feels like I'm dying,
I never say anything because I don't want you to start prying.
You say I can tell you anything,
Well listen up I just told you everything,
That you can handle for this time.
You have had chance after chance,
But never once have you taken the chance,
The chance to actually know me before you condemn me,
Sometimes all I want is for you to let me be,
I will always be me,
The one you made me,
The one who can never take a complement,
The one who can never fully trust even those closet,
The one who will always find a way to ruin the happy,
The one who will do her best to forget but I can never forgive you.
You may want me to be you,
So that you,
Get a second chance at life,
But if you ever read this just know you,
Never got to know the real me only what you,
Saw in me.
