I tried too hard to git in.
I wanted to be like everyone I knew
But to myself I wasn't being true.
I changed my friends.
I changed my clothes.
The real me nobody knows.
Everything is different.
Now I smoke pot.
Think that I look so hot.
Everyday I look in the mirror.
I always say "that cant be me".
When I get near my old friends they flee.
I hang out in dark allays.
Maybe drink some beer.
When I do this nobody can get near.
Never thought of the police.
One day the cops caught me drinking.
Until this day I don't know what I was thinking.
All because I wanted to fit in.
