The way I think, the things I do You dont even have a clue How I feel, whats in my mind Is something you will never find In a book or on TV Open your eyes and see That my life is not defined By passing trends that change with time.
I cant control, or turn off this feeling That theres something wrong to participate In what you see as a conventional society. Not a phase that fades with youth, A constant struggle to seek the truth That I accept I may not find But I know I have to try.
You condescend and patronize But I can see right through your lies. You claim respect and empathy But your words lack sincerity. And once again Ive crossed the line But I will not apologize. If you repect my life so much Take a step without a crutch.