Don’t tell me how to feel or how to be
There is certain complicated parts to me.
I do not think it is your business and I am not looking for approval.
I spent my younger days worrying about that
What people thought when they looked at me
There is a certain stance people like to take,
They are all a bunch that’s filled with a whole lot of fake.
I see they have nothing better to do
“Do you act this way at home? or
“Is this reason why you are so alone?
I don’t think they would like me to
That is why instead I choose to talk with just a few.
A few of the best un-judgemental people I’ve met/
There is something special when people just accept you
Your flaws and faults, to name a few
Something that lasts when things make a mess of your life
There is a few who will stand by your side.
Don’t even pretend to understand all I have written
You probably think I am reading someone else’s notes.
Look at your life, and
See if you fit there
There is no more room for you in mine, so beware
I am done, finished , and through with it all
So long, see ya, wouldn’t want to be ya.
Thank you for reading 🙂