Who Are You?


We are all so focused on what others want to see
That we forget the person that we want to be
It might be cliche and it is, okay?
You decide your own fate
It's just like molding clay
and It's hard to stay true, to who you are
even like me if you're pretty bizarre
but at least when you go to sleep at night
you don't wake up in the middle of the night
not feeling right feeling fright
but you have to fight the quite bright and apparent temptation
to be someone your not.
So stay true to yourself
even if you really have to delve
stay true.

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