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What do you expect me to do?

Sit at your knee, play with you,

Or pretend to play your games?


Have you ever tried to live?

Because I'm pretty sure you haven't.

You've never been nice to me,

and cruel is an understatement.


All you do is make fun of me,

Tell me I'm not good enough-

Just because I'm not the same.


But then how will I live?

How will I admit my identity?

I'm sorry, I've tried,

But I can't follow your rules forever.


You've controlled me for long enough

And I tried to let that be

But I've had enough now

So I'm going to be the person that I want to be.

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#174 in poems? Okay I swear it was #550 yesterday, thanks so much I'm internally screaming because honestly, what is this?

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