Another poem.

I’m tired of being who you want me to be

I just want to be me

I’m through with trying to change

I’m perfectly OK with being strange

I don’t know who you’re trying to make me be

I don’t understand why I can’t be me

So drug me up and tear me down

I won’t argue, I won’t make a sound

Break me down if it feels right

Break me down if it takes all your might

I won’t argue, I won’t cry

Because I’m so much more,

Than what meets your eye

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