I hate having empathy for every human soul When someone breaks their leg, I feel I chipped bones breaking I’m sad for hours and then I’m sad again I feel what you feel I really feel what you feel
I hate never fully being accepted into a crowd I hate being the odd one out, I hate being the odd one out But I always am, ever since I was a kid A poor albino seedling growing out of nothing, nothing
But I’ll always persevere through everything Cause I know, yes I know, that I’m worth it