Deficient..

When I gave them everything 

They said it wasn’t enough 

When I wanted something for myself 

They called me selfish 

When pursued what I needed 

They called me a rebel 

And so now I ask

Why even try

Why even try To fit into the mold

That was never made for me

Why try be something perfect

When they will never deem me so

Is it a crime to have self love

If they call it one, why should I care

Let me take a little care of myself

For nobody else does..

Let me live a fraction for myself 

For nobody else will..