Me

 Everyone is brave and strong,

Everyone has a good friend,

My ‘friends’ are good at making arguments start,

But I don’t know how to make it end,

Everyone seems to be ok,

And just get on with their life,

I have three meltdowns a week.

And feel some kind of strife.

But they’re their own person.

And I am mine.

I know I’m clever, and funny, and kind.

I know who I am.

Who I’m meant to be.

I know who I am.

I’m just me.