Everyone trying to define me,
Like I don’t know who I am,
But what happens when I crack,
What happens when I’m tired of being told what to do,
When I break down and cry then act like it was new,

Like this was the first time,
I felt this pain aching in my heart,
Even though I know I've always been torn apart,
They tell me “i am”,  “I am”,  “I am”’,
But outside of reality I don’t know who “I AM’,

I have millions of emotions inside of me but they only see just one,
The same smile I keep on my face,
So everyone thinks i'm okay,
Yet they still have their own definition of me,
Not who I really am,
Or who I wanna be,

So don’t you dare say you know me,
Or tell me who I should be,
Because I’m learning who I am,
Making a new definition of me.