To Be the Man I am

Fighting conventions
To be the man I am
It’s a losing fight
Slowly I lose heart
Where is the respect?
Media masks me
Tells them I’m shallow
That I’m not different
Where do I go?
Do I fit in?
Or fight fight,
Though it’s a losing cause.
Maybe they will see
The man I am.
The image of culture
Always before me.
Does it matter what I do?
What I say?
Who I am?
I wish it would
But I cant see
The silver lining
I hope is waiting for me.
They say a good guy is hard to find
But are they really looking?
Here I am,
I'm trying
To be the man I am.