So sick of people trying
To change everything in me
Maybe even I don't know
Who it was I used to be

If I did this, or I did that
Would I then be accepted?
Even then it doesn't seem
Worth all my pain suscepted

I've been pressured and prodded
To meet the expectations
In love and home and those unknown
Life will never take vacations

Loyal family and friends
Suggest I remain the same
But the hypocracy sets in
The words leave as swift as they came

My instincts scream to rebel
But something holds me back
The need and want for the love
The recognition that I lack

I could try forever
Perfection I've never known
If this is what you ask of me
This house will never be a home

© KLLK 2005

*Author's Note: This poem was written while I was feeling
like I could do nothing right for anyone.*