To my parents,
I am their proud product
Doing what they could not
Striving towards goals life would not allow them.

To my friends,
I am loud and mean
Always doing what I shouldn’t
And always complaining.

To my ex,
I am a stranger
Walking in the skin of an old friend
That turned out to be a monster.

To you,
I am new
And interesting
Which makes you curious and scared.

To me,
I am trying to get by
Struggling to find myself
Mostly scared of becoming nothing in the cruel cruel world.