I am not

I am not my diagnosis, what the doctor says i suffer from.
O.C.D. and anxiety making me feel broken and numb.
I am not what he called me over the internet.
Not those nasty words from someone I've never met.
I am not the baby my parents think I am.
I've grown into teen,please remember mom and dad.
I am not the sweet and sour girl i pretend to be at school.
I am much worse than that, for i am a fool.
I am not new, fresh and nice and clean
I am something else,something in between