My life… me

It may seem like I’m as people say a doll

Put together in a box

But that’s not the case at all

I sit up at night thinking in my head

All the words that just wish to be said

From school to home and so forth and so on

I just wonder is that just life or is it just me

Adults say you got it easy no bills to pay

You just sit around, playing all day

You’re right I just have to worry about what everyone has to say

Hoping that I look pretty today

Come sit with us, come sit with us

Okk i say so i don’t make a big fuss

You have to act like them, talk like them

Cause then you’ll start to fit in

Then you think you fit in

Hey girl hey

But when you get home check your phone

They have nothing to say

Oh you’re pretty, I like you

Next day, who are you talking to?

Ay, my homeboy wanna crack

Ew no i’d never crack that he was lying on my name.

Then you feel ashamed, dang am i not pretty

Am i just a girl people date out of pity?

I just leave it alone and let it be

But in the back of my mind i always wonder is this life… or is it just me?