It is hard to say
It is hard to say who I am when I am still finding myself
I'm a teenage girl trying to find out who I want to be in this world
There is so much that I don't know. Things I've never been exposed to
Just like most teenagers in this world I am very confused
Every step i make feels like a step in the wrong direction
It's hard to get to know myself
My real self
not the self that society has created for me
I am indecisive
One minute I want to be a lawyer or an actress the other minute a doctor
Everything others told me I couldn't do....Have I become a product of their rules
Maybe I've slipped into fear and the real me has died
My confidence has shattered along with everything inside
Have I've become a product of what others think of me
The real me is locked away without a key
When does this stop? When can I find out who I really am?
Because right now......I don't know who I AM.
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