All my life I’ve hidden behind books,
But who am I without them?
Am I athletic? Funny? Do I have looks?
I’m searching for myself in all my brain’s nooks
I have accomplished a lot in my lifetime:
Top 10%, half of my associate’s, all of this in high school.
I’ve never had many admirer’s who’d write me a rhyme.
Nerd has always stuck with me like slime.
So who am I behind my books?
Me. That’s who.
I want to save lives not my looks.
So really the question is, who the hell are you?