I will

Nowadays it's hard to find yourself. With everyone wanting to be something they're not But trying to be themselves at the same time. We get called names, We get put in social classes. They want us to graduate school But call us dumb as we go through The say we are beautiful, But look at us with disgust. They want us to be proud of who we are, But beat us down if we become better. And then they ask, who are you? Well let me tell you, I am MYSELF. I may not know who that is right now But one day, I will.