If You Know Who You Are, It

They Tell Me What To Wear, How To Look, What I Should Say, How I Should Be. Until Recently I Had Given Into That Pressure, I Lost Sight Of Who I Was. I Listened To Opinions Of People And I Tried To Change Who I Am Because I Thought Others Would Accept Me For It. And I Realized I Don't Know How To Be Anything But Myself.

I Think Regular School Is Harder Than My Job. You Have To Deal With Kids Picking On You, And You Wanting To Look Good And All This Stuff. It Was Way Too Much Pressure.

I Don't Like Hiding. I Do Like To Keep Certain Things To Myself, But At The End Of The Day, I'm Eighteen, And I'm Going To Fall In Love.

I've Learned That I Want What I Deny. I Want Someone Who Is Crazy About Me, Who Treats Me Like A Princess. I Want The Picture-perfect Fairy Tale Stuff.

Be Yourself Cause Everyone Else Is Already Taken.