Fear

I fear for what my parents fear 
for me. 
The persona I show surprises me, why do I look and act 
the way that I do. 
I wish I could act like me,
but who am I? 
I would love for me to be 
my persona but I don't know me, 
the me I know 
is full of contradictions. 
I want to be me on display unapologetically, 
but the mere thought 
makes me want to regurgitate. 
I want to care but I simply don't, 
so I just live on vibes.