Sadness?

none

I'm stuck in a sad rut.
The doors all seem shut
Each one is locked
no matter how much I nock
I want a new chapter
Like a cring every day rapper
As they're lost on the streets
I'm lost trying to be me
They're are seven me's everyone wants me to be
I don't know which one is real
The same all of them feel.
I could be a tomboy
Without a care in the world
To bad all tomboys have trouble being a girl.
Putting herself in the friendzone, soil.
I could be a prep
Less simpler then the rest.
But I can't take that step
I wanna be at my best
I could be forward
To bad I'm so shy
I feel like such a coward
Because I can't talk to a guy
That's only a few of the me's at hand
I keep drowning, hoping to find land.
Sadly I can't breathe
Because I can't handle being me
Some1 please set me free
So can anyone see?
Life is rough... when you have no where to be.