I Am Me

I am different, I am me

I wonder if i truly belong

I hear me criticize my every move

i want to talk to people without seeming rude

my face is a face of constant hate

but underneath is a girl 

who just showed up too late.

I pretend to know what i am doing

I find most sad things verry moving

I touch the stars in my dreams

I cry about too much it seams

I worry about everything

I understand no one sees me there

so I say that I dont realy care

I dream of love to call my own

I try to please evryone

unless they live on a throne

I hope one day I will learn to see

I am different, I am me

I am exactly who I am meant to me.