My Own Enemy

June 21, 2013

I’m not like you.

I don’t want to be like you.

People always say:

You’re just like him or her.

Thing is, I’m not.

I’m not turning into something,

I’m not supposed to be: My own enemy.

It seems as though,

I’m being judged daily.

Nothing makes you happy.

So much anger,

Built up inside.

Don’t raise your voice.

At every little choice I make.

I’m not perfect.

I make mistakes.

My own enemy.

My own enemy is me.

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juliegulliford25Jun 21, 2013

<p>I wrote this poem because of always being criticized and I was tired of it.</p>