I AM ME
When can i just be seen for me
and not for who people think i am
yes my father is who you think he is
but that doesnt mean i am his
see i come from somewhere where i can't really be myself
beacuse all eyes are on me, nothing else
it began freshmen year when i thought it was a new beginning
but soon realized i was only at the bottom of the inning
all sources of insecurties and hatred came from my father's job
even when you ask me about it today my heart still throbs
see my father is the principle of my school
so you can see how how i can't be considrerd cool
everyone that talks to me just wants to get to my dad
beacuse he is the leader in the shirt thats red and plaid
now back to what i have to say because im so used to not getting a voice
beacuse usually i never say anything but now i can rejoice
i've learned how to coupe with all my fears and insecurities
thanks to my kean sense of maturities
all in all im glad i've been but in the situtation im in
beacuse the honest to truth is that it has been a win win
my dads my best friend and i thank him for all he's done
beacuse in the end it has made me a better, stronger someone
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