THEY SAY THEY WANT A KID LIKE ME BUT THEY DON'T SEE..
THEY DON'T SEE THE TEARS I CRY
THEY DON'T SEE THE TRUE COLOR'S I HIDE
THEY DON'T SEE THE PAIN INSIDE
THEY DON'T SEE THE PRIDE I SRIVE FOR FROM OTHERS EACHDAY
THEY DON'T SEE THESE THINGS BUT YET THEY WANT THERE KIDS TO BE JUST LIKE ME
THEY THINK I'M PERFECT BUT I'M NOT
SO WHY...WHY DO THEY WANT A KID LIKE ME?
