i have done everything
you ever wanted of me,
done terrible acts
(you promised to be heroic)
lost friends
(you turned into enemies)
and in the end
i have lost everything
i ever wanted.
i wonder:
have i really done enough
to follow my dreams
or was i happy
following yours?

have you ever tried it?
being yourself?
have you ever lived
with other people’s shame?
because they don’t understand
they don’t want to know
so they drag you
drag you
drag you
down.
but you cannot stop
being yourself
please.
it’s their shame
not ours