Sometimes I think to myself why me? Staying true to others even when they don't deserve it, or aren't the best candidate for my compassion. Yet, some time goes by and those same others seem to prove themselves unsuitable for my appreciation... but why me? If someone treats you with respect ; why wouldn't you feel compelled to treat them with the same integrity? I used to be a rude kid. "Brat" was my childhood name going from junior high to highschool. The name followed, and the attitude behind it followed. I got into multiple fights; & I used to wonder. Why me? Well duh, stupid, living up to your name or being labeled because others see your behaviour, its only normal that you play the roll out to the fullest... Men send me all kind of inappropriate messages on youtube & myspace. Why me?... Well if you're shaking your ass on camera "iLLest" what else are they supposed to think? Hmm, but that explains youtube, what about myspace? No matter how many ways I say it. Whether it be english or french. Whether I CAPS my letters, or leave it in plain view in regular font. No one ever wants to accept that I'm gay... Why me? Apparently because "Pretty girls shouldn't be gay". Well sorry. I didn't receive that memo, so I refuse to live by it now... Sometimes I get really impatient; even while holding conversations. I sit there thinking, "Are you kidding me? Just hurry up so we can get this over with". ha another... Why me moment. & How about when I put my trust in people who don't deserve it? I end up feeling the "heat"... Why me? ---// Well we have the opportunity to change those Why me moments. They don't exist all the time, because we don't let them arise all the time. So time to stop playing less superior to these other mangled personalities.