Life, From My Eyes Poem by tina anderson

People don't want me to be me,
so they force me to be the person they want to see.
they don't see that their effect was reversed
or that my breaking point has been traversed.

I feel as though my mind is slowly being erraticated
and my once strong body painfully mutilated.
because of my affiliations,
i have suffered through many tribulations.

I want to just lay down and die
and let my soul drift towards the sky.
but i know it's not my time quite yet,
for i still have goals that need to be met.

So until i finish my final task,
a little peace is all i ask.
i do not wish to cause any strife,
i just want you to get out of MY LIFE! ! !