My mom is Susy Home Maker
My daddy pays the bills,
And we'd all be dead & buried
If my brothers' looks could kill.
But there's a runt in every litter,
A flaw in all we see.
So in this pretty picture,
The little smudge is me.
Sure i have plenty friends
And make all A's and B's,
And after years of piano
i have my way with the keys.
However that means nothing
For someone with no heart.
Makes no difference what so ever,
For someone whose only book-smart.
You people think I'm so strong
When I'm nothing but weak.
Too weak to take any risks
when love is all i seek.
Wasn't long when i figured
My life's a living hell,
So why not add drugs to the list
But no one do i tell.
I don't laugh when i want to,
Nor do i cry.
I'd blame it on feeling nothing
But that would be a lie.
My biggest flaw of all
Is my sense of pride.
Thanks to pride, I'm a fake
For not showing what's inside.
I'm sorry for wasting your time
It's not what you deserve
And for the many life lectures I've given
I have alot of nerve
I'm sorry for not being real
For being everything but me
My only fear deep down
Is you not liking what you see.
