Unique, Like You

Look, once more here's something 'productive':
Lines that rhyme, a rhythm seductive.
One crushed heart and a thousand tears
Erase the smile of eighteen years.

Like a good little angst-ridden teen
With too much time and a superior mien
I'll write it all down in my online journal.
Now my feelings are annoyingly external.

I care what you think, whom I haven't even met
So tell me, have I made a fool of myself yet?
Someone please explain how I should react
I followed all the rules, but there's something that they lack.

This element of plastic that they all think is me
Is just a simulation from which I can't get free.
Without my pretty mask I feel that I can't breathe
And so I sit and stay when I just want to leave.

Being out is in, and everybody's trying
But inside of each the fakes, a real person is dying.
I want to be different, but I don't want to conform
The latter means the former, though: rebellion's the norm.

What's a girl to do? I don't want to fit in
But no matter what happens, I can't seem to win.
Everybody fits now, we're separate and the same
I'm unique, just like you, and only I'm to blame.