I feel paralyzed, I cannot move, I cannot speak,
This is who I am, I'm Just a freak,
look at me, look at what I do,
You know your right, what you say is true,
I am the little sad girl in the corner crying,
I am the one sitting there writing poems of dying,
You're right, you know you are,
I'm a freak,
"You're sad, you're stupid, you're weak." that's what
you and your friends say to me.
Go ahead, say all you want,
after all it is the truth,
and I will not deny what's true,
I may act depressed, but you won't make me cry,
I'll stand tall, I'll keep my hopes high,
After all, in the future you will not be in my life,
so, Why make my self bleed, with this useless knife?
It's not worth it, this is what I will tell..
" Screw you.. go to hell."
Don't act surprised at what I just said,
I'm a freak, remember that's the rumor you spread.