I was just trying to be what you wanted

All my life

Until these past few years

That’s finally when I realized

I can’t always do that

I am my own person, you know that?

You still try to push me into that mold

You dont like who I am

_Get over it _

__

Its my life

Not yours

You dont like my dark jokes

My slightly dirty mind

My fictional worlds

Or the want to look at prompts

The need to always have an escape

Or fanpersoning over a fictional character I adore

The need to always hang out with my friends

The fun and made up words I use

My sexuality

My genders

What _I_ want to wear

And buy

How I want to decorate my things

What I listen to

What I write

What I sketch

Who I hand out with

_Everything_ is bad to you!

**Why**?

When I’m home

I’m still trying to be

What you wanted!

At school,

Without you,

Or in my room,

Without you,

I’m not trying

I’m just me

I have tried to show you me

But you tear him down

Each

And

Every

Time

I

Show

Her

So now you don’t get to see them

Simple fix, right?