(This piece of mine was entered in a poetry writing contest.)
Be true
Those days I spent with the people like them
The people I thought would be my friends
The things they do that I don't want to
The words they said that I never did.
Calling me "friend" when they need something
Hanging out with them just to fit in
But then, with them I felt like I'm lonely
And I finally realized that they don't really like me.
I'd rather be in my room than go to parties
I'd rather read a book than go to malls
I'd rather be at home watching TV series
I want to be true, I'd rather be me.
So now, I'll stand even if alone
I will walk down the road on my own
I don't want "friends" who doesn't like me
I want to make my life a true happy story.
I don't need to pretend that I'm someone else
For them to accept me, I don't have to change myself
Because now I know, and I do believe
The best person I could ever be is just to be me.
