I am ME

I am who I am. And I do what I do. I love the people that come in and out of my life because they each teach me new things about myself. This has been a tough year for me. There have been tears and screaming an yelling but in the end I'm still me. I try not to make the same mistakes twice but hey, what can I say? I'm only human. I'm only me. We may think as we sit in a chair in a room in a house in a town in a city in a county in a state in a country on a continent in this world that we are worthless, but I know my future is bright. It's a matter of whether or not ill make it. As I sit here letting these words flow out of me through my fingers and onto this screen like emotional diarrhea I am contemplating whether or not I should get up and grab that bottle and take those four pain killers. Or if that ceiling fan could hold a rope with my lifeless body hanging from it. But no, I have to much to live for. If anything it would be the little boy that I breathe for each day. I love him and he needs me. But what people don't understand is I am me. I can only be me. I don't follow but I do lead (or at least I try to) but how does one continue to be them self if all odds are against them. When everything is falling down all around you and that bottle of pills is calling your name can you be you? Can I be me?
-unsigned