You've told me that I'm different. <br />You've told me that I'm strange. <br />You tell me that I'm negative, <br />I guess I can't complain. <br />You filled my mouth with words <br />so easily defined. <br />You told me everything you know. <br />You're the blind leading blind. <br />You took away my confidence <br />by pushing me aside, <br />trampling my ego, <br />devouring my pride. <br />You left me all by myself <br />so cope with it I did. <br />I found the 'rebel' outlet, <br />a mischievous little kid. <br />Now I'm an intellectual, <br />I became a nerd. <br />I recognized your faults at last. <br />I finally understood. <br />I saw your lies beneath the mask <br />and tore myself away. <br />Your definitions once so true <br />couldn't really stay. <br />But now I don't know who I am <br />or even right from wrong. <br />I can no longer define me <br />the definitions have all gone.<br /><br />Aimee Rozen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-things-you-say-i-am-2/
