I love when people say,"why aren't you acting like yourself."The person u know and the person i am are two different thingsEveryone wants you to be a certain way to please them Nobody knows who i really amThey think they do and i let themI let them because the real me not the act i portray as is to much for them to handleThey don't care if u cry yourself to sleep every night Are sad Or feel anything but happy So i act as they want me.to be a nice girl who loves themself But they don't know how deep my sadness is and how my messed up life has affected me They think if they moved on i will to so i pretend Pretend to be happyPretend to love myself Pretend to not care Pretend not to hate All for them And the one time i break or aren't "myself"They act like.the world ended so why should i be my real self if they can't even handle a break in the act.