with my head held high, thinking aloud
"This is me, and I love myself, and accept myself too"
I don't urge people to like me, I just want to be true
I hear them snickering, I notice their pointing
I see them staring, as they begin taunting
I feel the fire rise up through me
seeping through my eyes, I can't bear to let them see me cry
I long to be free
Free of all the laughing, pointing, and teasing; I long to be the same
Why do I have to be so different? I wish I could have the same mind frame
Why do they torchure me so?
I never knew I was so low
they tell me I'm not worth shit, over and over again,
but how can I not believe it myself, I don't even have a friend
I am worthless
sorrow takes over, I want to be painless
Every night, I think about how stupid I feel
I can't even make a simple deal
The deal I have with God is so overrated
I just get so agitated
They laugh, I cry
they point, I sigh
Why can't they just accept me?
so I can put my mind to peace
my heart aches with the pain of never being accepted
my tears flow with the fear of alwayz being rejected
they tell me how worthless I am, how I am nothing but white trash
I try to put it behind me, as the memories start to flash
Years of torchure, tears, and pain
I've learned to refrain
those who call me names
can't accept themselves, and choose to be this lame