My Own Mind
My Own Mind
All my life I've been told
that grades are what matter,
that I shouldn't be too bold,
that if I made mistakes my life would shatter.
All from the ones who I thought
were suppose to bring me to the top.
My parents, my siblings,
those who I put my trust into.
Exploited my insecurities and left me askew.
But as years flew with time
I began growing my own mind.
I have gained independence,
by enduring my harsh parents.
To evenutally become one of a kind.
Silly, smart, sarcastic, sensitive;
those are the traits that I have developed for myself.
With my own mind
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