What do you see when you look at me
Someone crazy
Someone fucked up in the head
So you become afraid of me
Because of the clothes I wear
Or the music I listen to
You judge me before you know me
Who the fuck are you to do such a thing
Even though you think you know me
When you don’t know shit
You don’t bother to see who I really am
Don’t even bother to say a word to me
You are what’s wrong with the world
Always fearing what you do not know
Just try to talk to me
I am sure you will be quite surprised
The reaction on your face
Will be priceless
But why do that
That would prove you wrong right
You can never be wrong can you
Funny how the world works
You have to be a certain way
Dress a certain way
Listen to certain music
Conform to what everyone else likes
Or else others will ignore you
Look down on you
Walk all over you
Regardless of what you think
I will never change
Because I’d rather die being something I am
Than live being something I’m not

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