Because, maybe, possibly?

Why do I have to conform myself to what you want, why can’t you just accept me like I am? Why can’t me being me, be enough? Why is it whenever I do something good, you don’t notice, probably because you only notice what I do wrong… or probably just don’t care? I don’t get it, and probably never will, and maybe I don’t care, maybe I just want you to take your stupid conforming attitude and shove it. I just want to be noticed for who I am, not who you try to make me be. I don’t care if I’m not exactly what you want, or exactly who you want me to be. I just want to… hmm... what do I want? Possibly, I want you to look closer, and know that I’m upset, and feel trapped, because of you. Because of you, I’m afraid to show who I am, because of you… I’m afraid to show what I do, because I don’t want to be rejected or put down by you, again. I never understood you, just as you never understood me, but atleast I tried. Atleast I gave it some effort, did you? I don’t think you did, because it doesn’t feel like it.
Well, I just want you to know, I’m tired of it, I’m tired of the shit… and I’m not going to suffer much longer, because when I say goodbye and walk away, will you then realize, you didn’t try? That you didn’t listen, didn’t see?...