Misguided

Where do I go when I want to fit in?

Should I hang with my friends who understands and accepts me,

Or should I tak to kids with drama on a daily basis?

Should I party with strangers who constantly put me down,

Or should I study with the geeks who rises to perfection?

I'm confused and misguided about where I want to be

To the point where I don't even know who I am anymore.

Am I shy and quiet,

A drama queen,

Loud and mean,

Or smart and successful?

I'm misguided for who I am and that's what is confusing about me

I have no one who understands my pain the way I feel my pain.

I'm misguided and I think that is who I am.

I'm a misguided, confused girl who doesn't know much about herself.

If you like, then like it.

If you don't, then don't.

However, I will still be the misguided girl

Who I will always be.

 

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