The Two Sides.
Sometimes I might say something or joke around when I’m not supposed to. I’m told I’m an asshole and I learn to believe it. I might be hanging out with close friends, hit one of them and run, and laugh while their in pain. I might act out and seem obnoxious at times, or I might just be having a bad day. I’m told I’m an asshole and I learn to believe it.
Then there’s the people who tell me I’m kind, sweet, caring. and fun to be around.
Day after day, I’m told both sides.
and I still don’t know who I am.