Done with me

I've tried hard to please the others around me

I can't seem to let go of the pressure and run free 

I think I am being someone I am not 

My truest version, I have fought 

I feel as if I don't have my personality

I think I have no originality 

Should I show my true colors and run wild?

Or should I be the one who faked herself and thrived?

The ones who told they'll help me at my weakest 

Now hate me, for I became the nature's truest 

I started to do things for my own pleasure 

I'll never bow down to other's pressure 

The ones who once looked at me, motivated 

Their faces are now filled with hatred 

The faces that once looked at me with glee 

Now, it looks like they are done with me

I am not going to fake being someone I am not 

They're anyways gonna judge me, a lot 

I'll show my true face and won't worry about disgrace

My truest self, do I embrace? 

People always notice my fault

Never my tears, pain and what not?

My path of life, I chose 

For, whatever I do will never be enough for those

The ones who told they'll help me at my weakest 

Now hate me, for I became the nature's truest 

I started to do things for my own pleasure 

I'll never bow down to other's pressure 

The ones who once looked at me, motivated 

Their faces are now filled with hatred 

The faces that once looked at me with glee 

Now, it looks like they are done with me