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why can't i ever be me?
why can't i sit and cry and have no one question or wonder or ask?
i can't be what they want me to be
all the time
feel like it's not acceptable
to be sad or angry with the world
because the people that i'm with the most
never are
and they expect something of me that i can't give
can't be sad
must be happy for everyone
all the time or
i have an attitude problem or i'm moody
or it's "what's wrong with you?"
i'm putting on my happy-nothings-wrong face
for a crowd of no one
I love the emotion that you've captured in this poem. I can personally relate to this and I've even written a poem about the exact same thing. Our styles are totally different, but that doesn't stop me from really appreciating it. You did a great job. Keep it up.
jack-o screw 'em. be who you need to be. if people don't like it, it's their problem, not yours. i still love you. rock on, keep it up. this one is awesome. allison
shit geek, that's why you have friends. because we care about you regardless.
jac- all that is expected is for you to be you!