Who I am now, is the person I wanna be.
The person I am now is strong but really me?
I look back at my old self and see the change I've become
I wish I could have balance in life from being strong to being kind. But kindness kills me for I am open and weak.
The strongness in me can hide his depression and feelings but loses everyone who still care.
Who am I really?
I can't be both, cuz the strong one is killing the old me.
I'm a lost person who brings pain to himself, by pushing away everyone else.
-B.R.
