Myself

I've tried so hard but I can't do anything.

I feel stuck in a place I don't want to be.

I drink to lose the pain, 

and I get high to feel free.

I'm a lesbian, yet no one understands

I go to parties to get with a man

but I always end up kissing someone else

who leads me astray with another plan. 

I hide who I am, hide who I was

to become who everyone wants me to be

yet I'm stuck in an endless circle

trying to connect the lines to me.

Where am I supposed to go?

Who am I supposed to be?

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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