Who am I?

Who am I?
An interesting question indeed.
I'm loud and I'm brassy
I'm bossy and rude
I over think everything and sometimes I'm crude.
I'm way too intense and passionate about life
I'm a broken person with a constant internal strife
Im an overbearing, controlling brute.
Or so that's how I appear to you.
Because you only see me the way that you want
You saw the bad and so now you laugh and you taunt
You didn't take the time to get to know who I really am
Or even why I am the way that I am
You saw me only as you chose to see me
And a broken mess of a person, to you, is all I'll ever be.