You Hurt Me Now Im Moving On Poem by mona martinez

who are you to tell me im wrong?
I do get mixed up in my head,
but it only cause I'm trying to protect myself,
from people like you,
it sad,
I'm no longer a child,
yet why am I having to protect myself,
as if I was,

age is just a number,
people choose to not grow up,
they choose to judge people,
because they don't want to admit,
that they are the ones with the problem,

how can you hurt me,
and say you did nothing wrong,
how can you lie to my face,
when I did nothing to you,
why am I having to be the bigger person,
because you are to childish to take responsibility,
give me a reason,
why am I hated because I'm a lot stronger than you?
why can't you accept people just the way they are,
why am I giving a dang,
when you don't really matter,
you are nothing but a jealous person,

I get along with everybody,
it just the way I am,
I don't talk back,
because I learned how to respect people,
it just you I'm having problem with,
so could it just be you?