I Feel

I feel dangerous.
It's an emotion that usually passes by me,
avoiding, veering through other available paths.
I avoid all confrontation and adventure.

I feel suppressed.
By everyone and everything that surrounds me.
You've pinned me down during Left For Dead 2,
and you've left me for dead, too.

I feel anxious.

I'm not what you want me to be anymore,

letting you down was never my intention.

What am I supposed to do to make you proud?

I feel paralyzed.

You know my circumstances, hopes and dreams.

It is pointless to attempt to dissuade me now.

Don't stand in my way, I'll walk right through you.

I feel confident.
A little too confident, I guess you could say.

Too confident because all I get is the letdown.

I thought I deserved better than this.

I feel grown.

Not quite the person who woke up yesterday.

Because after all that has happened to me

I will change to make this better because I'm tired.

I feel exhausted.

Exhausted of your words, your lies, your hate.

Your disappointment, my disappointment, my faults.

I'm just tired of not doing anything about it.

I feel...different.