I see the way they look at me
As if I've done something wrong
I hear what they say behind my back
Makin' me feel I don't belong
I know I'm not good enough
To breathe the same air
To walk on the same earth
To be given a single care
They all look at me in disgust
Glaring at me from afar
I guess I messed up somehow
I guess not doing anything is a crime now
Well if it is, I'm guilty...
Guilty as charged
They talk to me like I'm some kind of idiot
Some dumb kid they can just push around
Well they better stop all the hassling
Or next time they'll be lying on the ground
And if fighting back is a crime
Then I'm willing to risk it all
Because I would rather die fighting
Then have them watch me crumble and fall
Now if being angry at the world
Has scarred my future and past
Has made me a criminal of the class
Has taken over every thought to the last
