Who Was I?

A weak guy,

a scared guy,

a shy guy,

but a nice guy.

Who am I?

Louder,

prouder,

thick skinned, more wins.

Tougher,

rougher,

confident and competent.

It's good, its easy.

Cuz being hard isn't hard,

Call em' a retard,

feelings disregard,

insults are a safeguard.

It sounds cliche, but into the mirror I peer,

No way!

I say, as I see what i've become.

An inconsiderate dick.