See "ME", Not "THEM"

A poem about standing out, rather than blending in.

I see "THEM" all around me,
"THEY" aren't what they seem.
"THEY" haunt me everywhere,
Even in my dreams.

These groups of "THEM"
And cliques of "THEY",
Aren't any different
In any way.

"THEY" want to convert me,
But I am not afraid.
"THEY" can push all they want,
I won't become "THEIR" slave.

I'll scream an shout,
"THEY" will never keep me down!
I'll be "MYSELF",
My identity is sound.