You make me feel bad
for the way i dress
you wish that i was
just like the rest
i don't want to be like them
always so happy
with there gangster clothes
and the stupid rapping
i want to be myself
but you always pick on me
trying to throw out the window
every oz. of glee
I'm proud of who i am
and I'm in love with the perfect one
i enjoy being myself
its actually a lot of fun
i get to run around
and giggle like a school girl
I'm just the other guy
the other one in the world
don't make me feel bad
because you wish i was like you
because thats nothing
that i want to do...
f u c k e r
