Everything sounds the same

The lines across my arm run long
I wake up to nothing
I feel as if Im going insane
my nights go sleepless
so here I am again
seeing into my refelction..I feel shame
this is what i came to be
yet I dont believe
people say you are who you are who you are...
but that has only gotten me so far
there isnt control over faith
or over destiny
the path that has never be taken is the worst one chosen
we\'re always to be judge
by who our friends are
or by our choice of colthes
its hard to think the same
its hard to be different
its hard to be you
harder to understand the words
"strong and true"
my reflection no longer holds difference yet i still feel content
content to be free
free enough to understand me.