As I walk along the street,
On my face is clearly written
Hatred and jealousy,
As I find the people staring,
I feel jealousy and hatred,
Why can’t I be the one to stare?
As the insults flare,
I feel the jealousy and hatred rise,
Why can’t I be on the other end?
As I'm left to sit alone,
I wonder once again,
Why am I so different from the,
I would wish to say to me some stuff,
Hey look at the guys around you,
The grab I wear isn’t so different from theirs,
So what if I am female?
The stuff I wear I find comfortable,
What do you want me to do?
Squeeze into cloths ten sizes to small?
I don’t think I'll ever do that,
Hey look at my face,
The make up I wear is the same as yours,
So what if it’s layed heavier?
So what if the colours aren’t the same?
I like the way it looks more then yours,
Why don’t you all just staring,
Look a little closer next time,
Maybe you'll find I'm not so different,
Maybe not so different from all the rest,
You know all those insults you throw?
They don’t hurt nearly as much as my wrist,
Yes, yes I have the cuts,
Do you think I'm so proud of them?
It’s not my fault they are so hard to hide,
But you don’t nearly see the half of it all,
Hey look you have some of the same problems,
Yeah too bad you never asked me who I was,
All you did was judge,
Yeah I know it looks like I don’t get out,
But remember how often you see me?
Yeah I don’t have the most friends,
But I bet I have more friends than you do,
And I bet they are better friends than yours are,
But in all truth I'm not that different,
Not that different from anyone else.
