To be or not to be was never the question. It was meant to be, to be me or not to be me.
Someone tells me to be me. And then someone says don't be me. So what do I end up to be?
Being you never does work out unless it's a crappy rom-com movie and your goofy/dorky but unbelievably cute prince charming loves you for being you. Even if the you you're being is just not the you that you actually may be.
Is there a button I should press somewhere in my head to not be the me I am being?