So many things in my mind and so many untold stories.

Yet you make me hide, hide from who I truly am.

How funny that you think you can tell me who to be and who I am.

So what if I make mistakes, I am human.

You’re not perfect and I’m not perfect.

I’ve made mistakes in my grammar, GREAT!

I can fix those mistakes but that will only improve knowledge, not change who I am.

Sorry that you are afraid to make mistakes, but I am not.

I am tired of you always trying to hold me down and back.

I speak the true, but honestly not a 100% of the time.

I am sorry that I don’t really give about what you think of me.

Oh wait, I am not.

I am not afraid to be who I am and neither should you.

Don’t judge me.

Don’t judge others.

MY mind is MY mind.

Not yours.

Not hers.

Not his or theirs.

You don’t know what goes on in my head and you never will.

Just accept that and worry about yourself.

I am me and if you hate me.

Well guess what.

That does not matter to me.

You be you and I’ll be me.