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Finding Me (Free verse) by beaner14
I used to be able to say that I was the best
To say that I once lived without regrets
But now its like everything has changed
My life seems like its been rearranged
Iâm not someone who I like to be
I second guess every possibility
I have no drive, or determination
Its like being popular is my only dedication
I donât give the effort, or put in the time
It seems my priorities are way out of line
I like to have fun, weekends are my nights out
But lifeâs not a party, its not what its all about
My head is blurry, my dreams arenât clear
Iâm afraid of the future, life is what I fear
At only 15, Iâm filled with worry
I want to grow up fast, but thereâs no hurry
I want to relax and like who I am
Rather than stress about boys, and my next exam
I want to go back to who I was
But I know that I cant, just because
I made my mistakes, ones that I cant undo
Iâve become poisoned with thoughts that arenât true
And I sit and I cry saying lifeâs unfair
Yet Iâm to worried about what they think, or what to wear
So I guess what I mean, is that I miss myself
Its like I took the old me, and hung it up on a shelf
And Iâm tired of being who everyone wants me to be
And I cant wait for the day when Iâm back to being me
But for now Iâm here, and Iâm about to change
Iâm going to look fear in the eye, and stop playing games
Iâm conquering my goals one by one
But in the back of my head, I know that Iâm still young
So please respect me, and give me my rights
And help me when I need you if my situations tight
Try to make me laugh, and hug me when Iâm sad
Remind me to think about what I have, and not what I had
Tell me to live and act like a kid
Try to change what I do, not undo what I did
Cause Iâm here for a reason, not just to look good
And Iâm not to be judged, I may be misunderstood
So look at me real hard, under my skin
Beyond my smiling face and my innocent sin
Then maybe youâll see how much help I need
That Iâm not so perfect, and Iâm not your average teen
Iâm a girl with a smile, a laugh, and a frown
Donât look away, donât turn me down
Cleanse my soul, show me contemplation
Give me a life, build my education
Show me you care, about who I want to be
And tell me that all I have to do is be me.
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