Stop Telling Me What I Am Poem by lou shandra wright

I'm not shy, I'm anti-social
I'm not rebellious, I just don't care.
I'm not sad, I'm depressed
I didn't leave, I was never there.
I'm not unfortunate, I'm cursed
I'm not hungry, I'm starved.
I'm not confused, I'm lost
I'm not hurt, I'm scarred.
I'm not lonely, I've been abandoned
My heart didn't break, it was destroyed.
It wasn't bad, it was devastating
these feelings were of those I couldn't avoid.
I didn't cry, I bled tears as I grieved
I didn't get over it, I recovered.
I'm not ready, I'm prepared.
I don't need to be found, I need to be discovered.
I didn't go on, I started over
Couldn't live without you, but now I can.
I dont want more, I deserve better
I'm not a nice girl, but I'm a good woman.