who
I am who others tell me to be
I sit quietly
nod politely
I don't talk back
I don't say how I feel
I want to rip heads off
"Donald Trump will be president" they'd say
And I just smile and silently disagree
I know I should be strong
I should be certain on who I am
but I'm seventeen
I don't even know what I like to eat
I am who others tell me to be
Because it is easier than deciding who I want to be
I am liberal
I am weak
I am strong
I am who I am
I am feminist
Am I?
I am who others tell me to be
As others can validate me
in ways that I am unable to
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