Why can't you take me the way I am?
Why do you always scar my thinking with yours?
Why does everything have to be in your liking?
Why can't I be me?
My questions seem to forever go unanswered,
My family full of critism,
My friends wanting me to be like them,
My mind giving up.
My hair changed,
Tattoos placed on my skin,
I liked it,
You didn't.
You constantly show off what you don't like,
Constantly say what you think,
You show it to others,
Even if they don't agree.
You think I should be your slave?
I am my own person,
I cannot be controlled.
I will not be controlled.
You don't even understand me.
You never did.
You act like you care.
But you don't.
You knew the girl I was,
But she's gone.
You don't know me anymore.
You refuse to accept me.
Family,
I love you.
Accept who I am.
Friends,
I care for you.
Let me be me.
Everyone else,
Just leave me alone.
Let me do my own Changes.
(Critism can be good, but be limited with it. My cousins won't leave me alone about the way I dress, Fake tattoos I was playing with, My hair color. She wants me to be the way I WAS, But Im not her anymore. Just trying to get that across... Anyone else feel that way?)
