Myself
I've tried so hard but I can't do anything.
I feel stuck in a place I don't want to be.
I drink to lose the pain,
and I get high to feel free.
I'm a lesbian, yet no one understands
I go to parties to get with a man
but I always end up kissing someone else
who leads me astray with another plan.
I hide who I am, hide who I was
to become who everyone wants me to be
yet I'm stuck in an endless circle
trying to connect the lines to me.
Where am I supposed to go?
Who am I supposed to be?
This poem is about:
Me