Nobody knows the real me

Who really knows what I want to be?

People don't know who I really am

And I don't really give a damn.

 

Looks aren't everything

It is so annoying

Tall, Short, Skinny, Fat

These words determine where we fit in at.

 

I am much more than a word

But many would call this absurd

We all have a feeling

But I'll keep on dreaming.

 

I may not fit in

And I may sometimes grin

But I do smile

And I am worthwhile.

 

We all have a dream

Some are very extreme

Many don't know mine

And that is fine.

 

I am pretty boring

Someday I will be soaring

To all those non believers

None of you will be achievers.

 

 

What is on the outside doesn't matter

It only causes a lot of chatter

Only one person knows the real me

And that person is me.

 

There are times when I wonder who I am

But then I listen to my favorite jam

This reminds me there is no right answer

I could even be a dancer.

 

What is behind this skin?

There could be a big spin

There is only one word to describe me

This word is Originality.