I just want to be...

If One One was a race horse Then who am I to be number two? If Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear that had no hair Then what would make me so rare? Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers But all I did was pick fights. When the little girl sold sea shells by the sea shore No one questioned her So why me Why question me? What did I do to deserve the odd behavior? What did I do to deserve the harsh treatment The pain And the misery? All I want is to be like you A fairytale A princess And a warrior I just want to be myself.