So my name is one of two
Some say it might confuse you
Because though in person you can see
No one really knows me
Behind a screen I shield my face
Because that is how I find my place
Though I have dark brown hair
Does it matter who I am considering you might decide to care
If only you could pin point who you wish for me to be
Well, then I’m assuming you’d see
The person behind the screen
Could possibly seem 17
The clothes I wear doesn’t define my gender
It’s like saying “here I surrender”
Because saying I think I am who I am
Is somewhat a meaningless scam
Glasses to help me see the destruction\'s of the world we live in
So how do I begin?
Maybe one day I’ll let you win this little question
Did I forget to mention?
Guy sweat pants are awesome yet I hate shopping like I hate it all
Now it’s finally your call
So in your mind, Who do you think I am?