fed up

i'm fed up
to the brim
with scowling faces
words so grim
with whispers chanting
behind my back
with judgement leering
respect is lacked
this foolish game
of love i've played
is done and over
no more cards to be laid
i'm bigger than games
and whispers and lies
im sick of the feeling
always
of peering eyes
of people concluding
i'm a bad seed
from one mistake
a hopeless need
i'm not who i was
cant you see?
that person
that villan
IS NOT ME!
i am renewed
i'm sorry if you're not
but dont bring me down
i refuse to rot
with your soul
in that shallow grave
im more brave
more solid
i am strong
i am new
i am sorry
that you're still you.