Untitled.

Almost everyday i encounter
people (lowlifes i call them)
that have nothing better to do
then say things about me that they think are true.
but really, they don't know much of anything about me.
from since i can remember,
ive always felt like being myself
would be an issue and that
people would have a problem excepting the real me.
i live off of what i feel,
and now ive come to recognize,
another feeling of mine.
its the feeling that comes when im fighting myself,
to be myself.

ive found out that being yourself
is better than being who people want you to be.
and since 7th grade, ive always lived off of
what people think and who they want me to be.
but not anymore.
because this front just isnt working.
people are starting to get the wrong ideas of me,
and now im getting used to the real erika.
i think im comfortable with her.
i rejected her; and didn't except her.
and others did the same,
so i blame myself.