Turn around, look at me
Who am I? What do you see?
This is me a misfit
I don't stop, I don't quit
Everyone else is all the same
We're all pawns, this is all a game
You probably knew that was what I was gon say
This probably sounds really lame
Everyone wearin the same clothes, same shoes
Talkin the same, walkin the same
Finding themselves, makin a way
But this all will blow over in about a week
It will be over when they find what they seek
First those stickers, then those bracelets
No one is different, lets face it
If you dare to be different and not the same
They (the "popular" bitches) call you a loser and think you're gay
But I don't care what they say
Its okay
It don't matter to me
Its called immaturity
Its really, really stupid and it just ain't cool
We're stuck with eachother all through high school
Thats all I have so far. Its more like a rap thing. Stupid, huh?