This is Me; I'm not the Expected

I honestly have no idea what it means to be an adult, yet I am one

Every year, we have morals and expectatons shoved down our throats

We're expected to move out at eighteen, go straight to college

Basically, we're expected to have our shit together.

We're all expected to be the same, to follow our paths the same way

And are judged when things don't exactly go as they say

But the truth is, none of us are what they expected

And that's okay

We are who we are

I'm trying to discover who I am

But I do know that I'm not your toy, I'm not your paycheck

I'm not living for society

I'm living for me

And I'm not sorry I'm not what you expected.