Society is always telling me what to do.
Pushing me into something I don’t want,
Pulling me back from my great accomplishments,
Shoving me one way and then the next.
I’m never good enough for everyone else
They look at me with disappointed eyes,
Even when I do my best.
Always telling me what I should do.
Why can’t I choose what I want to do?
If they would just give me a fair chance,
Then they would see
That I’m not a rat
But society only wants to see what they want
They don’t look closely enough
To see what’s inside of our hearts.
And that’s why I’m always stuck on the edge
Between a push,
A pull,
And a shove.
