who I am

Ok look this is just some words on white papers

I write down almost all of my nightmares

Maybe I'm crazy, but just let me

explane this - the fame is not what I'm looking for

I just like to do what I like to do - problem solved

I'm kind of a poet, with dreams for soul and

you never know it, who you are till you got it 

inside your head and your heart

we're all taking some part

of somebody else 

familiar face took me to place

that you cannot erase

give me some space

to be who I am

I don't pretend 

to be someone at the end

I just wanna be who I am

I always had a roof above my fucking head

Always had a dinner on my table but why I'm sad

Never had a problems into school, got almost nothing to regret

'cuz all my fucking choises just made me who I am

I got no reason to be depressed but lately I am

need to get dressed and go out they said

"stop being so sad, so mad at the world"

ofcourse I can do this  - giving you my word

to be who I am

I don't pretend 

to be someone at the end

I just wanna be who I am

Well look I tried to explain myself

wiped some dust from the shelf

few time i was close, still can't expose

why is so hard to stand up for a choice

when it's yours

this is world for a moorons

# I don't care

we living in a world where

to be cool is to be dumb as fuck

good luck 

I'm done with that

I'm done with that