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.