The Pyle Inside

I am …

I don’t know

What am I?

I think I am Asian, Black, White, European, African-American, Mexican, and a lot more.

I think I am but I am not sure

I want to fit in

But no one will accept who I am

I don’t know who I am

Everywhere I go

I think I Know

Who I am

Not knowing is my foe

My body is aching to know who I am

More my body aches longer I desperate to know who I am

Everywhere I go, everyone thinks

They know EVERYTHING about others.

Is it only me that is questioning,

Everywhere I walk people look at me with the EYEs

the kind of EYEs that you are given when someone is fed up with you but they have to deal with you.

how everyone knows EVERYTHING about others only by their appearances?

If I am black, they think that I don’t work very hard all,

because someone else who was black didn’t do their job properly.

A person is from an unknown race

Is like meeting an Alien

Aliens from another planet

I am …

I don’t know

What am I?

I would like to be Everything

But I don’t think others are okay with me being Everything

I would like to be EVERYTHING because I can be everyone but be

MYSELF and have my own IDENTITY

I want to fit in

But no one will accept who I am

If no one will appreciate who I am then, be it.

No one should stop me from being myself

I will be whoever I want to be.

I will be MYSELF

It is perfectly fine to have no friends and not fake who you are,

Then, faking who you are and having many friends.

I…

I am …

I am Everything …

I am Everything that I want and choose to be.