I'm sitting here thinking about my life.people always look at me and talk shit about me just because i dress differently or act in a way that you've never seen.my life seems so unclear,I try not to show any signs of fear.I feel so lost and alone,I need somebody to help me.there's some days that I feel like I'm a ghost,people say that I belong to an old folk's home.my parents ignore me,they act as of I'm not even there.its something I cannot bear.its like I'm being embraced by lostness.oh no,look at me....I'm so lost...this is what it costs to be like me.oh oh oh ohhh!
now here I go on the road again thinking about how I am,how I'm different.maybe its because I'm unique.I'm lost on my own.
I am in such a zone that you can never dream.but now I'm free from everything so stop look at me,you fu(king freaks because I'm never going to be what you want me to be.oh no!I'm just a kid asking for some help.this is all like some kind of bad dream.I'm lost in my own fu(king story.why cant it just be how it used to be?
