All these teenagers walking around
And they don't even care
That it's hard to find my place
When I'm underneath their stare
Their voices are so loud
Ringing in my ears
Telling me I'm different
That my place isn't here
I want nothing more
Than to just go home
It's hard in this place
When I feel so all alone
I just want to run away
Run away from here
Anywhere will be okay
As long as they can't see my tears
How can I fit in
When everything I do is wrong?
When will I be happy
When I know I don't belong?
They stare at me
With that look in their eyes
Daring me to say something
Daring me to fight
They're all cardboard cutouts
Waiting for me to break
But I'm standing strong
I don't care how much they hate
Even if if hurts too much
I would rather die
Than to ever, ever
Let them see me cry
Sunday, March 21, 2010
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3 comments:
I really like this! I think it would work well as a song, too.
this "deep and profound brain thingy" is very deep and profound ;)
IS VERY GOOD..............................
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