Who Are You?

As I sit, and feel eternal sorrow,
I pray to God that there is no tomorrow
But God is cruel,
No Suicide is His golden rule
No one asks me why I feel like this
Why I think it's me they wouldn't miss
But I'm telling you anyway
I get a perfect image of who I want to be someday
Then you turn and call me a geek
But who decides who's normal?
Who decides who's a freak?
Maybe I don't care if you think I'm abnormal.
Who are you to decide who I should be
What I like or what is me
Who are you to rate me,
On a scale of on to ten
You knock me down,
and build me back up again
Who are you to judge me,
Decide if I'm right or wrong
And try to tell me how to think
Who are you?