Ruining Me

I am who I am, can’t you see?

The only person I can be is me.

So why must you go and ruin my life?

Why must you fill it with grief and strife?

I’m just a kid, don’t tell me depressing things.

Don’t you see what sadness to my heart it brings?

I am fragile. My emotions are unstable.

Dealing with my own problems, I’m hardly capable.

You tell me to grow up, so I try.

You tell me I’m too young. Did you lie?

Things like this make my life a mess

So I need you to really confess.

Who am I really? am I me?

Or is that what you don’t want me to be?

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