The ignorant fools Who label me wrong I don't throw tantrums

The ignorant fools
Who label me wrong
I don't throw tantrums
I don't act to belong
I'm not vain
I don't go out of my way
I don't try too hard
I don't care what you say
I am imperfect
I hide the pain
I love to be comfortable
And dance in the rain
Art pumps through my veins
I know what I need
But I don't try to get it
By making others bleed
I'm stubborn and complicated
I'm independent and strong
I make mistakes
I'm sometimes wrong
But you still don't know me
What goes on inside
The things I think
The things I hide
You don't know what I've been through
So why do you treat me like you do?



(Just venting, favorite for more poetry?)