This Is Me

                   This is me... 

I'm only human ..
Which can only live .. and run the command my god ..
I can not predict ..
And I'm easily hurt ..
If this offends you constantly ..
Hearts will be brittle like wood in the dining ages ..

                    Why am I always this way?

I always thought .. if I was out there?

If I was with my friend?

Am I evil?

I always thought it was ..

                      They always say "No. .. you're very good to us".

And if there is no me .. they talk about me .. 

Talking about bad things about me ..

But, I think back ..

Every person has the right to critique others ..

f they are talking about .. I'm not mad ..

Maybe they want me to change my attitude ..