I tell you one thing and you do the other
I ask for respect and you throw it in my face
My feelings are real
My identity is important

I can't keep fighting this battle when all you do is tell me I'm the one who is wrong. I'm the one who is disrespectful. I am the one who doesn't understand.

I can't fight this battle against people who tell me what to feel.
Get this.
You don't know me.
You don't know my feelings because I'm the only one who can know that.
Not you.  Me.