I'm the rose in the vase that no one desires
The crack in the mirror that causes bad luck
I'm the truth in the air rumors twist for the liars
The daisy in the field no one wishes to pluck
I'm the words in a song that don't make sense
The color in the rainbow that doesn't fit in
I'm the forgotten gate in the white picket fence
The page in a story that shouldn't have been
I'm the scar in the heart of cupid himself
The razor that brings blood to airs reach
I'm the calories that make some hate them self
The idol that the forbidden dare to preach
I'm the scab on a little one's bruised up knee
The mold on the refrigerators forgotten food
I'm the jarred up caterpillar never to be free
The person who's life got overly screwed
I'm the person who was never good enough
The odd person everyone had to shun
I'm the person who couldn't stand up and be tough
The person who gave up with a shot of a gun
