Someone

I always wanted to be
Someone else, something else.
Forever aiming for perfect,
I'd miss the shot and be devastated.

Nothing I did was good enough,
Compared to the rest of humanity.
Tired, I'd lay down and collapse,
Finally tiring my mind.

Then, something grew inside of me;
Branches upon branches,
Leaves upon leaves, somehow
Someone else, something else,
Just wouldn't ever be me.