The real me

Sometimes, no matter how hard i really try. Some traits in me never change. I do not have patience for certain things. I do not know how to manipulate. I being myself. Frank. Ask questions. Thats why i never learn and in the end on the losing end. Yes i do hate myself for this. But that's me. My mind is in a mess and yet i am damn clear what i am supposed to do. Is just a matter of do it or not. Be brave. I have been through worst, this would not kill me.