I’m not the perfect figure you think I am
I’m no where near there
I hate the person I see in the mirror
I hate the mask that I wear
Don’t tell me I’m something
Because in truth, I’m nothing
I don’t like who I’ve become
I want to move on
I tie myself down
Wrapping my life around your memories
I lose those who matter to me
But somehow, I still live
But living and being alive isn’t the same
I’m alive, but I’m not living
I die, but I’m not dead
I’m stuck, hurting everywhere
I’m weak, not strong
I’m timid, not brave
I’m awkward, not social
I’m fine, not fine
I hate who I am
I hate that I can’t be me
I hate that your words still hurt me
I hate who I used to be
I hate who I can’t be
I just want to be free
Leave me alone
Don’t tie me down
Just let me go…