I’m exhausted trying to be who you perceive me to be,
I’m tired of acting the way you assume I act,
Fed up because I react the way you want me to react,
I’m jaded from being this fictional person you think I am,
Frustrated with living a life that you forecasted I would live,
Why am I feeding into such nonsense,
You want me to be who you think I am instead of who I want to be,
God please help me.