Just me

I'd rather be hated for who I am than be loved for who I am not. It sounds pretty simple, but speaking only for myself I unfortunally don't believe I can live up for that statement. In my world it's something that isn't true. Everything I've ever been throw wouldn't happen if I only would have been myself. Well, I actually am myself and I know what I stand for, but I have no idea what I am 'cause I'm changing after circumstances. I don't belong in any certain category 'cause I'm like a chameleon. Don't know if it's a good thing or not, but I can't change the way I am.