We are told from a young age to be yourself
But as we get older, we are pressured into being that one person everyone wants.
That girlfriend.
That best friend.
That sister.
That daughter.
That adult.
That mom.
The truth is, everyone wants u to be that person that ur not.
You must come to a senses with yourself that You have a limited time on this earth whether u like or not.
And you must spend that time being u, whether they like it or not.
Those who mind, don’t matter
Those who matter, don’t mind.
You must be yourself, before you run out of time.

We wonder why.
We wonder why we aren't cool
We wonder why we get bullied at school
We wonder why our only way
of acceptance is by castaways
We wonder why we sit and cry
no talk, just deny.

It seems as if we have no friends
With this, it feels like the end.
We wonder if we will ever succeed.
With this, we bend down on our knees.
We hope, we wish, we talk, we pray
that maybe we will be someone
SOMEDAY.