Sometimes all that I want--

And all that I need--

Is me.

 

Sometimes I don’t want you to tell me whom I am

(Or what I am)

Or how I seem.

 

And it’s not that I’m ashamed that you might be right.

 

And it’s not that I think you’re wrong.

It’s just that I haven’t figured life out yet.

 

So I’m sorry if I seem

Distant,

Offended,

Unhappy,

Unrealistic,

Too realistic,

Too Quiet,

Moody,

Or way too exhausted,

 

I’m just figuring life out.

 

And sometimes,

I just want to figure it all out all alone

Without your

Judgment,

Frustration,

Exasperation,

Concern,

Or plain ignorance.

 

Sometimes that’s why--

Just from time to time--

All I want--

And all I need--

Is me.