Don't let people tell you who you are
Be the one to tell yourself who you are

Don't you dare think another thought
Don't you dare say another word
Just hold still inside this madness
And forget what you have heard

The soul starts off pure and humble,
unscathed from the thoughts of man.
But then we grow up and we begin to mold,
trying anything just to fit the plan.

But why must i be in a box
when i know i'm undefinable?
It scares people not to label me
they feel vulnerable and viable.

I'm not a punk i'm not a ****
i'm not anything that i do.
The only thing i really am
is undefinable to you.

And if that really scares you
and you have to label me,
then please choose not to focus on
that which doesn't define me.

I'm not the clubs i do
or even the music i choose to hear,
i'm not the guy i hooked up with last night
or the movie that brings me to tears.

What i am is much more deeper than that.
Its what i choose between whats right and wrong,
and maybe the special lyrics i like
from my very favorite song.

We're all a bunch of different things,
and experiences, and pain.
But to try to box us into categories
just seems downright insane.

i really just don't understand,
does it scare you i'm not like the rest?
not a sorority girl
not a hipster
not an activist at a protest.

one thing i will protest though
is smooshing me into a box.
because i really won't fit anywhere
i'm eternally, utterly lost.

but not the kind of lost you get
when you have somewhere to go
i'm the kind of lost thats wander
and i'm not really lost at all.

Her mind is corrupted.
The thought of *** is always lingering.
She's only 16.
Why is she having wet dreams?

She's such a ***.
That little thot.

She's always wearing shorts or tights.
I mean, although the weather's hot,
that's still not right!

Her makeup looks nice,
Her curves are right.
But why does she carry herself that way?

She wants all the guys eyes on her.
Dang.
Such an attention seeker!

Her hair is right.
Her heels are high.
I gues you can say she dresses nice.

But wait...

Isn't it normal for teens to think about ***?
Or even imagine it?

Everyone wears shorts in the heat.

She's not fat,
She's not anorexic.
She does have a nice figure.

When she steps out,
her shoes are nice,
her hair is nice,
her make up is right.
She looks fabulous.

She's smart
she has a good personality.

I guess she doesn't hang around girls because guys are cooler.
Most girls are just like me.
Judgemental.

She's actually pretty.
Pretty cool too.
She's comconfident about herself.
That's all.

Maybe she does it all for herself.
I guess it's just my mind that's corrupted.

Stay true to you and thats all i ask.
Let your hart and ambitions gide your way and never look back. Do not let the way i feel get in the way of bigger more important things. Tho i trust you would tell me if i where a burden.
I want nothing more than for your soul and your life to feel compleat. You can change anything whichever way you choose. Go where want, speak your mind, love your self and others.
I may not allways be exspexting change but it will never change the way i feel. Tho i may love you, my love will not bind you.You are free to go if you pleas tho i wish for you to stay.
I want you to be all you wish to be, I want you to be happy and I want you to be you...... because that all my heart desires.

~Don't waste time being perfect,
Instead, make time to be yourself♡~

If everyone looked the same from head to toe
No one would stand out
Personalities wouldn't show
There would be no such thing as different
Because we would all be the same
The only thing that would differ
Would be our first and last names

If our world had one color
The rainbow wouldn't exist,
After sunshine and rain
There would be no pink or purple
The world would be dull and lame
Nothing in the world would vary
And our eyes would only see gray

So let me ask you this question
Please answer it honest and true
Is it really a crime to step out of line and show the world the real you?
Because everyone is afraid
To show their true colors
Because they're afraid
To be ridiculed by others
Would you like this world to be gray?
And have every one be the same?
My answer is no
Because I like to have variety every day

“Boy, when you have grown into a man
You’ll need to be all that you can.
You need to work real hard and try your best
To get good grades and pass the test.
It is important that you should go to school,
So you can learn our ways and not be a fool.
After school you’ll go to college to get a degree
And this all will decide what you will be.”

“Sir that plan sounds great to get ahead,
But that’s a plan that will work me dead.
I want to be among others and never “above”
I want to learn about what it is that I love.
I’ll never settle for anything less than my dream
For a settled life loses its light and its gleam.
I’ll find my passion, my spark, and my flame
That drives me forward to something that’s better than fame.
It’s not fortune or glamour on which my life depends,
But living a happy life with family and friends.
So when you ask what I really want to be
The answer is my best…I want to be me.”