Nobody Else Matters

You mumble and you mutter
poisonous nothings.
You were bred badly,
born badly,
raised badly.
"Its not your fault,"
you claim.
Is it not?
Are the Manson children expected to be murderous?
Are the Cruise kids deemed weird before they have a chance?
Anyone can change who they were,
who they are,
who they will be;
as long as they want to.
But a lot of people don't want to.
Their too-hard basket is always brimming,
always in search of a bigger basket,
instead of doing something, anything, about it.
This is you.
Don't expect others to change you.
Don't expect others to help you.
Nobody really cares.
You can go on like this,
not changing,
not growing,
barely existing.
Or you can throw that basket into the wind,
let those past things flutter away,
forget who you said you would be.
Instead, just be.
Fuck everyone and everything else.
The only person that matters is you.
Nobody else.
Be the person you want to be.
Fuck that too-hard basket.
Life is hard -
get used to it.