Confused Freestyle

[Verse]
Ran from the Internet, felt it had a hold on me
Nowadays, it's, "Send a letter if you want a hold of me"
I don’t talk to people, I would rather write it on the page
They think that they are the players, really, they been gettin' played
How you gettin' paid? And where’s the scholarship?
People like to ask me 'bout a lot, a lot, a lot of shit
I feel like the side guy, also like the centerpiece
I feel I cannot trust all the people standing next to me
They feel like the enemy, they feel like a broken cause
Every step I make the wrong way, I just hear applause
Always wanna be a star, glory, light, some call you God
People follow all they own rules, they don't use the law
I'm runnin' from the lies, but also from the truth
They want me in the office but not in the booth
Guess I'm a SoundCloud rapper, that's what they tell me now
I can't even make a point, it escalates to yelling foul
They don’t like my songs but they always first to click it
Searchin’ for the sound but all I hear is crickets
Feel like I used my ticket, then found out it was one-way
This shit is some food for thought, not the type on lunch trays
I often feel stuck in a loop
My life don't feel real, I’ve been stuck in a fuke
I'm just looking for something to do
Sometimes, I really wonder, who am I, and who are you?