i believe there are people out there,
in the world, walking next to you on the street
that are put there specifically to make you feel bad.

for some people:
it's their parents.
for others:
it's their spouse.
someone setting guidelines,
endless ladders with endless stairs,
a constant battle to become better,
to succeed, to keep reaching
to attain some unattainable nothing.

for me, it's everything i can't become.
things you want me to believe,
ideals you want me to hold,
the me you want me to be.
ITSTRANGLESME.

stop trying to change me.
that isn't love;
love doesn't perpetuate conditions.
love just is.



so either,
love me
or
let
me
go.


because i can't keep pretending
and i can't keep coming back
to what i'm just never going to be.

and if that's what needs to happen,
then i'm totally okay
with
g
o
o
d
b
y
e.