If I am Not Me,
what or who would I be?
You are you,
or at least that is what you say,
what am I to do,
all the rest of this day.
Shall I find me?
Shall I find you?
Who am I to be?
Am I you too?
I want to be myself,
but sometimes that is hard.
Seeing you brag,
makes life a drag,
and for no reason at all,
I start to fall,
into thinking that you are better,
but then I realize,
that that feeling is a disguise,
only to,
make me feel like you,
but one thing I'll know forever,
is that I am me.
