the real me

everywhere i go the only think i see are millions of people pressuring me all they want to know is if i will get high if i wanted to soar id grow some wings and fly i dont need coke, alcohol, or weed to give me an extra rush or boost my self esteem all they talk about is how good it would make me feel but if i did those things none of my happiness would be real all i really want are my friends and family i don't need those other things to make me really me