Being Me

Sometimes, I love being me, I adore myself and I couldn't ask more than to continue being myself. But,there's a moment where I wish to be someone else. I abhor myself, I feel revolt of what I have been doing since being me is so complicated. Being me is so stressful. I meet new people everyday, people who hide thousands of darkness concealed by their sweet and innocent expressions. They are good actors and I am a bad interpretor who never shoot precisely when judging.I try to be everyone's best friend, everyone's reliable listener.Indeed, I've tried hard to be one.Out of which, everything seems useless. I look like a puppet trying to comfort the audiences. I'm needed whenever they're in trouble.Contrary, as they are being as happy as a king, I transform into a walking shadow. I'm invisible though I try hard to stand out in a crowd. I feel useless.Am I being used to fulfil their priority? A good friend is good when you're in joy of happiness, but when you're in gloom of sadness, they disappear in the darkness of the night. A true friend truly shows his/her camaraderie when you give no trouble to them, and when you do, you will be erased from their dictionary of life. Well I guess it is what LIFE stands for? I've been hurt too frequent. My heart is even stronger than a diamond. My principle is as tough as leather. I'll be hurt no more. Now I realised a man's character is like his shadow, which sometimes follows and sometimes precedes him, and which is occasionally longer, occasionally shorter, than he is.Be courteous to all, but intimate with few;and let those be well-tried before you give them your confidence.So I'll join myself into their games and let's see who will be last man standing.