This Is Me Poem by KrIsTiNa CoTTo

What can I say, I cannot in no way change the way I live my life. It's not right, yes I know that but it's me.
Countless amounts of tries to change to be nice to not yell but it are not me. It may ruin relationships and anger some but this is me. Although I am fearful to the ones that I love I cannot help it is me and I'm sorry, I guess. Yes I feel bad for the pain I've caused but I do not regret it or want in any way to take it back. This may be selfish but I don't care this is me. I've lived the life that I now have for awhile and I know that this is just not what I want, who I am kidding. I am looking at life as if I am older than what I really am, not taking time for me. Who am I trying to trick this isn't me and hasn't been me. No more being carefree or risky, I now look over my shoulder with the pit of dume in my stomach. I now am hateful to some and sniky. I think twice before doing things and always wonder what if. Why, this is me my life which I am not in control of.