Everywhere I look I see another person.
All of them wanting to change me.
All of them want be to be someone different.
None of them want me to be the same.
Who I am.

I try to get away.
But the burden of change follows.
Being pulled so many different ways.
I try not to give in.
Try.

The stress piles on.
Breaking me down.
I’ve become someone different.
My life formed by others.
They still aren’t happy.

I need to pull away.
Become myself again.
No more changing for them.
Live my own life.
Not let them live it for me.