I’m too scared to admit that I’m hurting.
I’m too nice to confront you.
I’m too self-conscience to show off.
I’m too shy to talk to you.
I’m in too deep to back out.
I’m too weak to stand up for myself.
I’m too everything, but I’m never enough.

I’m not apologizing for being all these things, but I am not always going to be like this. I will change. Not for you or anyone else, but for myself. Because I’m sick of being the weak one, the nice one, the “good” one, or whatever else you have characterized me as. I’m done.