I don’t know who me is yet.
Sometimes I seem to do things which aren’t me at all.
Things I don’t like
But which seemed good to me at the time.
Sometimes I get so angry about things
even though they aren’t really what is upsetting me at all.
Sometimes I am really naughty
even when I know it would be much better for me to be good.
Other people don’t seem to know who I am either.
One day my friends are really nice to me and happy to see me and I feel really cheerful and funny and proud.
And then the next day, I’m still me but they don’t want to know.
And I feel sad.
It will be a great relief to be grown-up and have everything sorted.
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