Fit In

I walk into school with my head held high, trying to look like I’m still alive. Makeup on, my hair is done. But deep inside, I feel so numb. Trying to blend in, but I know I'm done. Hiding who I am, just to be one of them. I don’t want to run, I don’t want to hide, but I’m this close to breaking apart inside. I sit up in class, I face the board, my teachers talk and I act accord. I’m trying to fit in. I’m trying to believe. I’m trying to be perfect at everything. The expectations set upon me weigh me down till I am nothing, But I can’t give up and I can’t give in, So I build myself up and I start again. I’ll dry my tears and stand up tall. I’ll act like I don’t fall. I'll act like I don't fall. Years of trying to be someone else, Acting like someone brand new. Building up a persona I hate, Causing my ego to grow too. Gone past the limit of self-worth, Thinking I'm defined by what I achieve. Trophies, ribbons, and all the praise, From coaches and teachers, I believed. I thought as long as I was the best, It didn't matter how much I detest. I’m trying to fit in. I’m trying to believe. I’m trying to be perfect at everything. The expectations set upon me weigh me down till I am nothing, But I can’t give up and I can’t give in, So I build myself up and I start again. I’ll dry my tears and stand up tall. I’ll act like I don’t fall. I'll act like I don't fall. I don’t fall. I should fall. I have to fall. It’s time for me to try to be who I am, Quit the act that I’ve been putting on. I have to learn to fail, but I don’t have to accept it. I’ll keep working hard, not minding the set backs. It’s gonna make me stronger and stand taller. I don’t have to fit in. I don’t have to be someone else. I am perfect just the way I am, and who I am is myself.