Another poem I wrote years ago.
The rain beats against my window as I write.
Don't know what to do or say.
All I do is write about me, my life.
How I feel, how I think.
Speaking my mind.
Not caring what others think about me.
I'm different from others.
I don't care what others think of me because I can only be me.
We all are who we care and that's all we can be.
Why don't you be yourself?
Nobody wants to be you or should need to be you.
Just be yourself for once.