Poems

Being Me

So this isn't really one really isn't a poem I guess. I don't really know what a lot of stuff is that I write but I'm writing this to get it off my chest cause I'm confused and this helps so yeah. I chose that pic because singing is a huge part of me but enough chit chatting and his the rant/poem/thingy-i-dont-know-what-to-label. Nailed it.
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To Whom This May Concern,

I don't care what you think about me. Yes, at times I can be weird, crazy, stupid, and annoying but that's what makes me me, and I'm not going to apologize for that! So I'll sing or hum whenever I want, I'll laugh at what I want, and I'll say what I want without your judgement!

I don't need you to judge my every move, waiting for me to fail so you can haunt me like a ghost and trip to knock down my self esteem, but all you're doing is proving to be an even bigger jerk then I would've guessed.

It's true I used to let your words hurt me. I let them seep in and take over my life as I drowned in my own arrow thinking something was wrong with me and how nothing I did was good enough. But now all your words make me do is laugh and become stronger.

I laugh because you're making yourself look worse as you throw your words of lie right at me, but you keep missing.

Some say I might be the jerk for making their friend feel bad but I just say to them that I was just being me.

The girl who fight
The girl who write
The girl who sings
The girl with wings

The girl who has her head up
And her guard down
The girl who doesn't need backup
And sees you as nothing but a clown

A prankster
A joker
A wannabe gangster
A person that tries to take cover

And hide their face

Ya'll hating on me because I sing too much
Or that I say certain words weird
Well just the sound of that makes me want to lose my lunch
Because this is what I feared

That society is becoming more and more judgements like on the little detail of like but you see I don't care about you or your words. Cause all they do is put a smile on my face and move on in life. I am a proud person who can hold their head up high not caring about what you say.

How I'm not good enough, that I won't make it to my dream. That's it's impossible to have a living with it or that it's too high of a risk. What if I'm willing to take that risk?

Or how I'm not the best? There's always someone who is be better then the last. But that doesn't stop me from practicing for hours and hours not beside you said so but because it's Something I enjoy.

Because yes I am weird, crazy stupid and annoying. But it's became I'm human and I am me. Not you. I'm not perfect. And I'm no copy.

So when I prove you wrong I want to be the first to see that look on your face when I say

"I was just being me."
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A/N
So I guess I was sorta a poem sorta a rant or something. I'll just call it free verse. This poem is dedicated to anyone who feels the same way. I love you guys. Remember to keep your heads up and just be you.