Reckless,

Constantly crossing accomplishments off of my bucket list,

As I sit at my dining room table writing this,

I'm reminded of how I'm always fighting this,

Feeling that I'll never be accepted,

But now I don't fear their rejection,

I'm still that tall, skinny, uncoordinated, glasses-wearing, music loving weirdo,

Who would rather rock his naps out than have an expensive hairdo,

When I stopped caring that was their cue,

To stop trying to affect me,

I don't care if they neglect me,

I'm just reflecting,

Me,

And who I am is,

Reckless