They told me I was too weak
They told me I couldn't fight for myself
He hurt me
He bullied me
He just didn't like me
That's when it happened
That's when the walls starting growing
That's when I started locking in my emotions
That's when I became me
That's when I started fighting back
Literally
But then they called me too aggressive
They called me too angry
They called me all sorts of names
I toned down a little
Tried to smile
Tried to hide the dark
Tried to believe in myself
Tried to do new things
And they started again
They said I thought I was the best
That's when he came along
Breaking down the walls
Wiping away the tears
Sharing all my fears
All for me to find out it was all a lie
And once again I was weak
I was a fool
A fool to believe
Then they called me too gullible
Now I ask you what do you want?
If I'm meek, I'm too weak
If I'm strong, I'm too aggressive
If I'm enough, I'm too enough
If I'm me, I'm too me
If I believe then I'm a show off
What do you want?
Well I realized that no matter what I did I would never be enough
Not in this world
Not in the next
Not in a thousand to come
I'll always be too much or not enough
So I'm not gonna bother myself anymore
I'm not gonna go around pleasing
I'll do what pleases me
When I want, how I want
Not needing your approval
Because I'm me and me is not what you want.
It'll never be what you want
It's more
A/N
So this is another poem that portrays life's struggles. When you always try to please people. When everyone wants you to be something you're not.
Let's not care what people want us to be. Just do what you want to be. Who you know you are. Without needing approval because that's the meaning of true happiness
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Words From My Soul
PoetryThe world is full of bad and good This book is meant to point out the bad and appreciate the good You're welcome to follow me on my journey Painting on the cover by @dirtae-thinker
