Selfish self

Shy self

Not wanting to feel

Not wanting to notice

Not wanting to be

Self

 

Worried about my flyaways

How others viewed me

Letting others ideas of me affect me

 

Self was not really myself

Self was a selfish concept of me

A vein going insane version of self

 

But a small transition

A slight change in outlook

Made me realize I wanted to be myself

 

Not the concept of self

That was put on the shelf

By someone else

Who wanted me to be a way

That wasn't my own way

 

I found who I was

 

Took myself back

 

Claiming me for my own

 

No longer craving

The numbness that comes along

With being accepted by

The people I didn't want to be

 

Only the pleasure that comes with

Myself being me