I Am Who i Am

I used to walk out
the door; thinking about anyone else,
but myself.
I used to be selfish.
I used to be careless.
I was broken.
I used to think love was nothing but a word because I didn't love myself at all, and I guess, that was the whole reason behind it.
I used to scream out into the distance to get my point across -
yelling from every corner;
Making sure no one was in the way,
and eventually...
no one was there,
except me..
- except this time,
i was reflecting,
but inside my head.
I used to be alone
but surrounded by people who would come in one day,
and go out the other;
I had a reason not to get attached
to anyone because
they would break me into a million pieces.
I used to think, "what's the point? why am I even here? why is this even happening to me because I feel like I'm being tortured but I do it to myself. I did it to myself... "
it was a lifeless interaction
but only claiming misery.
I used to have moments like today;
when I really wanted more for myself because damn, feeling what I'm feeling today... bugs me so much.
I want to punch anything in the face, but I still wouldn't want to punch anyone.
It's hard when you're used to holding back and now, you simply have to let go.
I'm a treadmill,
with no stop; with no plugin
because I'm in it for the long run.
I'll give a piece of myself to anyone
but the moment,
I feel like they're holding back..
I have to let go.
I can't bear seeing someone hold me
by the sleeve
and walk me down the road,
when I could go across the street,
and do things my way.
what I'm feeling today is much more,
than I have ever wanted to give
myself because it took me this long to feel this nerve go down my spine,
and get me up to a whole new level,
and that's a part of growing;
I feel my soul
and it's telling me,
"it's time.. it's finally time to let go..."
so.. I guess, this is it.
this is the new chapter to my story.
if you think I'm going to fall into the death trap of this world,
then you have another thing coming.
I'm going to show all the love
Buried within my veins,
and it's definitely the toughest thing
to handle,
but it's the best thing,
You'll ever get outta me.
if you can't acknowledge it,
and understand this is who I am.
people are where they want to be because we all have a choice,
And this is mine.
I used to feel different
a couple of days ago,
and it wasn't anything close to this.
I'm used to growing.
I'm used to finding another
piece of myself,
even if I lose something;
even if I lose a handful of people,
at least, I gained something out of it.
I Am Who I Am.
I found the missing puzzle to my life
and it's finally a masterpiece.