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new song lyrics advice please
this song is about preps that hate me. a warning to anyone who likes to steal things from inoccent people like myself. this song has been copywritten. you have been warned!
You’re all the same
You laugh because I’m different, but to me you’re all the same. Don’t you think it’s time for at least one of you to change? So why should you so care, if I want to be strange? Don’t you have better things to do than laugh at me all day?
So it makes you cool to laugh at me, because I’m sort of weird, and you’re also cool because you have nothing better to do? So I hope you realize by the end of the year, that if anyone is laughing it should be me at you.
So useless, so angry, so perfect, unlike me.
So stupid, so unfair, so painful, you don’t care.
So callused, so broken, so closed up, not open.
So tortured, so fun now, so happy, just somehow.
I get to be whomever I want, and make my own life puzzle. But you just listen to your friends, every single word. I still have a lot of fun, though sometimes I get in trouble, but I learn from my mistakes, not from what I’ve heard.
So yes, you may call me names, because I can handle them. I may be the only one who doesn’t wish to be your friend. You all think I am immature, because I’m all over the place, but I’m more mature than you, just at a different pace.
So useless, so angry, so perfect, unlike me.
So stupid, so unfair, so painful, you don’t care.
So callused, so broken, so closed up, not open.
So tortured, so fun now, so happy, just somehow.
It’s true, some days I feel misplaced, like maybe I don’t belong. But I still know in the end that I have my family at home. No matter what I do, they love me, even when I’ve done wrong. And my sister is my best friend, so I’m never alone.
I’ve been through things you can’t even imagine, but still wear a smile. You’ll cry if you get an A- on your test. Yea, hard times get annoying after a while, but I do whatever it takes, and always try my best.
If I weren’t full of self-esteem, which I never had before, I probably wouldn’t know what to do. But I feel like, maybe I have much more, sorry I’m not good enough for you. No, actually I need you to hear, I’m always the best that I can be. Trying new things doesn’t fill me with fear, so you’re not good enough for me.
So useless, so angry, so perfect, unlike me.
So stupid, so unfair, so painful, you don’t care.
So callused, so broken, so closed up, not open.
So tortured, so fun now, so happy, just somehow.
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