I'm just a somebody in this world The only power I have is my writing So I write day in and day out While my friends sit, studying intently I'm stuck with my diary, writing my thoughts Who Am I ? certainly not perfect, I have good days and bad ones Illusion is where I prefer to live because my life is a terrible mess My friends dream big while I look around with nothing in my head Who Am I ? just an average person Who writes crazily when my inner demons are near I was a child once, I was innocent too, now I'm far too messed up Who Am I ? maybe a romantic at heart, afraid that my dreams won't come true Who Am I ? you would never know Because I write and write and you just keep on reading You enjoy, you forget, you move on From one piece to another.