Personal Inconsistencies

Consistency is key isn't it not? Then why does it feel like a chore rather than a reward? Nobody gives you a road map on life So why are there so many pressures from wrong to right? Inconsistency has been a part of my whole life Whether I knew it or not But that's the thing Little girls and little boys are constantly told How to act How to be How to become just the thing their parents need But never how to be free Free from limitations of themselves and this 'such cruel world' they're preached about "This world is a dangerous place" Then show me what to do Instead of putting all these things in my head of what I should want to do Show me how to be cautious but true to myself Because you've never done that now Oh I'm so sorry if this feels like too much to ask But I'm tired of not knowing who I want to be, who I could be, who I will always be The real me Regardless of you or this world I'm done For the first time in my life, I want to be me Eccentric, silly, fun-loving me