by Harry

Submitted by Adrian King


What’s my stereotype, who need I be?

There is no such absurd notion as stereotypical me.

Call me a jock, for my skill at sports

Or maybe an it-girl, for being fashion forward.

I could be a nerd, for my smarts and straight-A’s

But never myself, that’s cheating the game.

But what if isn’t? What if I can win?

By being myself, they’ll know again

I can’t fit in a box, everyone will see

That I’ll do just fine

Being stereotypical me.


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