They told me. They said, just be yourself.
I’m not sure you know what that means.
If it means don’t hold your tongue,
If it means, don’t be shy,
If it means, only be your good self,
Then I’ll never be that.
Because if I were to be just me,
I would hurt feelings,
Lose friends,
Make people uncomfortable,
But most of all,
I’d be crying, because that’s what I hold back the most.
Some Bad Plankton
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Some Bad Plankton 
I often feel like the only time I can be myself is alone. The people around me have too much control and not one of them actually loves me, as I am. Protect my kid and my body from exposure, starvation, homelessness. It’s like going to work twenty-four hours a day. In fact, I was never accepted as a human being, by anyone ever, except animals and kids. America sucks like that. And I saw what you did. I hate you too, W.
Well, huh. Could you explain that last sentence?
This realy touched me. It’s ok to cry and admit you haven’t got it all together. It’s ok to speak your mind if you do it with some measure of tact. The people who get you will stick around. The one’s who don’t won’t and even that is ok. Eventually.
In theory, of course.
very true!
Being the true form of what we are will thin the herd. Those out for selfish gain to use us as chattel are left to burn in our fury.
Stand alone in your awesomeness and take glory in the destruction of your growth.
❤
Burn it till it’s all gone, eh?
at some point we really do have to be who we are. It’s much easier when you’re older when you realize that “who cares what almost everyone else thinks, there’s just a few who matter”
that’s when we get the power to say “this isn’t working, I’m going to do something else” – you have permission to start today.