My body creates

The reason for my being here has always been quite clear
My body can create. It creates friendship and cheer,
Trust me when I say I always try to make people happy
I just really can’t stand being all sappy, 
I try my best to understand other people’s emotions,
But they are deeper than the ocean
And I can’t swim so I guess I’m just going out on a limb,
I think stereotypes just aren’t right
Like just because I’m a teen doesn’t make me naive
I have the might to create a story where the underdogs win the fight
But because of how I look I’m expected to give in to vanity or just be written off as insanity
What is up with humanity I wonder, Must I continue to always feel this sonder