I am Avery.

I am a student, sister, surrogate friend.

I am driven, determined, dedicated.

They all expect a lot of me. 

They think I am perfect.

I work hard, study hard, run hard.

But they are wrong.

I am not perfect.

I am hopelessly lost in a world of hurtful lies that is inevitable.

I am a sunny day.

But eventually the clouds have to come out.

I suppress the rain.

But in private a hurricane ensues.

I am broken. 

I am Avery.

I am a bad driver, bully, blatant narcissist.

I am massively oblivious, mean, malevolent.

They all think that being me is easy.

They think I am cruel.

I fight, cheat, lie.

But they are wrong.

I am not perfect.

But I am okay with myself.