What is me? Who is me?

They just won’t stop won’t they
Its turning my day into grey (not that it aint already, s****y British weather)
They keep on pushing and pushing
And its crushing, crushing

Played with my heart like it was a toy
Stabbed my soul like a vulnerable victim  
Sent me hate, no worse spread rumors
The comments they made, aint no humor

I looked up waiting for a sign
Waiting for something to come sweep me away
Away from the pain and away from the sadness
That’s taken over my life, taken over me

All I could feel now is depression
I cut and cut to relieve some of that pain
I watch the blood drip down to the floor
Hoping it would take it all away

I get called fake, I aint a real human
But if the real me is fake then what is fake
Cosmetic surgery or ridiculous amount of make up
It aint me, I hate the stuff

I pretend to be cool and try to fit in
Talk about porn or gangster type of music
Its still not enough, they’re not buying it
What is me, who is me?

I may ask again, who is me?
Let me tell, the real me
The hidden soul thats fighting to get out
Beating and ramming against me skin

Me, I’m into rock music
But I also listen to a variety of genres
I’m a sucker for boyband The Wanted
They’re my favorite, nothing can change that

I like to watch disney and adore the Jonas Brothers
Maybe put Allstar Weekend and Justin Bieber in there
Jonas and Good Luck Charlie are two of my favorite shows 
I loved Sonny With A Change but not sure about So Random

Speaking of Sonny, I adore Demi Lovato
Watching her make a break through made me realize
Just be yourself, don’t try to fit it

That’s the real me, that’s the real me