Me, Myself, And I Poem by Christine Gould

I stood up for myself once again
I screamed out my worries

Now I tell none my thoughts
I am a loner

I wish for someone
to understand me
for me
someone to listen
to my thoughts
my worries

I'm told many things
but which do I believe?
I believe too much
I worry too much

I wander the past
picking out the best
parts to remember
and at present
I try to make the best of things
weather they're good or bad

I try to set my future early
I try to make things clear

I don't know what I will become
or what I will say
because I am me

I always try my own way
unthinking
unsure
my actions are too fast
too rash
too ferious

but I will change
I will learn my good side
I will learn who I am