Nobody knows the real me
Who really knows what I want to be?
People don't know who I really am
And I don't really give a damn.
Looks aren't everything
It is so annoying
Tall, Short, Skinny, Fat
These words determine where we fit in at.
I am much more than a word
But many would call this absurd
We all have a feeling
But I'll keep on dreaming.
I may not fit in
And I may sometimes grin
But I do smile
And I am worthwhile.
We all have a dream
Some are very extreme
Many don't know mine
And that is fine.
I am pretty boring
Someday I will be soaring
To all those non believers
None of you will be achievers.
What is on the outside doesn't matter
It only causes a lot of chatter
Only one person knows the real me
And that person is me.
There are times when I wonder who I am
But then I listen to my favorite jam
This reminds me there is no right answer
I could even be a dancer.
What is behind this skin?
There could be a big spin
There is only one word to describe me
This word is Originality.