The rules I set for myself they call shallow,
Frankly, I speak out, and they say I’m mean,
Seeing my vulnerabilities, they say I’m a weakling,
Because I tell it as it is, they say I’m arrogant
With love in my heart, I look around and see none.
I reject falsehood and wrong.
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I move away from people who ill-treat others.
I need not say much, yet do I always say the most.
Who is even asking?
I keep showing the contrary of what they think of me
I know they are watching and would want to intrude,
Saying things that do not reflect my persona,
What difference would it make if I do give them priority?
I can never change their opinions about me,
I might as well turn a deaf ear to what they say,
Because WHO I AM IS NOT WHAT THEY SAY.