Do you know what it's like,
To wake and not know who you are,
To not even know who you want to be,
To fear that you may never find yourself?
You, not know who you are,
HA
That's a laugh,
Your so perfect, so sure of yourself,
You never worry about such shallow things as who you are,
No you stress about what other people belive you are,
You worry about them, and him and her,
but what about me and more importantly you.
I may be a geek, or a freak, or a nobody,
but unlike you atleast I'm real.
I am me, what ever that might be,
but you are what they make you and THAT is something I'm gald I will NEVER know.
