I do not erupt at the slightest flame,
I watch in silence, remembering every name...
Seein' this pale face, those sad eyes got me...
What happened to the kid who was always flippin...
I am a squiggle of imperfection,
a reality that bites...
I am shaping how I speak, how I walk, how I dress,
Changing colors, flavors, even my favorite taste...
Life is unfair in ways we’ll never understand.
It takes people we love without warning...
I do not erupt at the slightest flame,
I watch in silence, remembering every name...