Am I silent or am I loud

Just so that I could feel like part of the crowd.

Who am I?

Why do I feel like a lie?

Is this me?

Or is this society?

Always drifiting from one crowd to the next.

Always wondering is this my best?

Is this the best me?

Can I live with this version of me?

Then I found out.

When I was led out of the dark.

I am all of them 

And yet nothing at all.

For soceity cannot define me.

It's me that should define myself.

If they cannot except me for who I am.

Then it's time for me to not give a damn.