Heart Strings

Open road seems so closed
people pulling me back
Blue skies are getting too cold
watch it turn into black.

You're pulling on my heart strings
they're becoming undone.
my mind unhinges to the same things
I'm pulling the trigger to this gun.

Who are you?

Who are you
Who am I?
If you're good
Am I bad?
If you're happy
Am I sad?
If water is clear
Why is the sky blue?
If I tell lies
How do I know what's true?
If the moon is dark
And the sun is light,
If what I am shatters
Will you make the pieces unite?
If you're strong
And I am weak.
If you're exciting
them I am bleak.
If time can stand still
Would you make it rewind?
If I held the remote
Would you mind?

In creative writing we watched the breakfast club for the rest of the year. at the end however; my teacher decides to make us type one last paper. Answer the same exact question they had to amswer in the movie. Who Are You? I thought that the movie pretty much sumed it up so i was just going to quote the whole movie. My teacher wouldnt have that, so instead I wrote what i felt (its still pretty similar to the movie) but here's what I wrote

Who do I think I am? Well I am what you want me to be. If you see me as loyal then I’m loyal. If you think I’m a bitch well then I’m a bitch. Face it no matter what I tell you, you will always see me as a certain way. I can tell you that I am a musician, a poet, a reader, a crazy Harry Potter fan, and bipolar (sometimes.) If I could sum it up in one word it would be average. I’m okay being called average. People strive to be unique. They twist and turn and claw their way to the unique status, and in that process they end up losing parts of who they really are. I am me and that’s it but no matter how many times I say it I become you, I become her, I become them, I become the person others define me as. I can go into a serious paragraph on who I actually think I am but in all honesty I don’t know. I don’t want to know, and I don’t feel like I have to know.