You are who you are,
So they say. How you
Know yourself best,
they conceived.

You are in charge of
your own destiny,
lie that they tried
to portray.

You make the choice

And only you is to blame.

You are dependent on
those around you,

they never say.

You stay in the asylum
in your head and ask who you are.
Conceive on what others
say you are and never
think of more but,in the end
You are not who you are