We’ve been friends for a long time,
But I’ve never really liked you.
I was roped into this relationship,
Because of playground antics,
And unresolved insecurities.
We were friends because we were supposed to be,
Not because we wanted to be.
I guess that’s why it felt so shallow,
But I still wanted to belong.
I copied your behaviors,
Morphing myself into a reflection of you,
Because I was supposed to.
If only I could better fit in, I thought,
Then I wouldn’t be lonely anymore.
Funny,
I always knew we weren’t the same,
And yet, I still tried to be,
Because I was supposed to.
But now, I’ve done things I wasn’t supposed to.
I went places I wasn’t supposed to,
I met people I wasn’t supposed to,
I learned what I wasn’t supposed to,
And I took a chance at becoming myself again.
Now, I fit in better than I ever have before.
Instead of being who I’m supposed to be,
I can be who I am.