Not the Person you Think I Am

ideal ideals but it's not me

Everyone base their ideals on me

saying this and that is tiring

smile along I tell myself so you see

They click the information like a ding

When I mess up they glare

like they see someone else

thinking why are you guys so unfair

I play it off saying something I thought of myself

Their ideals suffocate me to the bone

and leaving me once again all alone