My Thoughts on Paper

I'm Done

I'm done.

I'm done having people think that they can just walk over me and get what they want.

I'm done with someone thinking they own me because I take their class.

I'm done trying to please everybody and getting nothing but backlash in return.

I'm done with the headaches, the late nights, and, most of all, the tears.

I'm done of hiding how I truly feel because I'll be told that I'm not suited for my dream.

I'm done with being told "maybe this isn't what you should be doing."

I'm done with being told that I'm not up to your standards.

I'm done trying my hardest only to be told that I've done everything wrong.

I'm a human.

I make mistakes.

I cry.

I dream.

I choose what I want to do.

I want nothing more than someone to tell me that I did something right and that their proud.

I want someone to be able to no more look at me, and know that I need a big hug.