Leaving Home
No one knows what its like to be me
They have assumptions, but don't see
That I am not what they think I am
I am not all the bad things they say
And hearing this each day;
Makes me feel alone
I have to sit and wonder
Why I stay at home
I'm not as bad as they make me to be?
Or is it the truth,..
And a figment of my imagination that I see
No matter how good I try
You always have to ask "why"
WHY I didn't do this...
Or WHY I didn't do that..
Why can't you leave me alone?
And stop this interrogation
And irritation
and prevent the deteriation
That makes me wanna leave home
I wish I could be like the others
But I don't bother wishing anymore
Because no matter how hard I try
I make all our hearts so sore
And if I want to tell you my pain
And try to be a normal family again
It comes out as a metaphor
A metaphor I never spoke
I have to swallow the tears
And on my words I choke
I have to hold it all in
And wait for a better tomorrow to begin
If I could make it better I would
If I could change time, I would
If I could change myself, I wont
I will not bother fighitng the tears
That I've cried for 16 years
I won't change myself for you
Even if you really want me to
You can hate me for who I am
I really wont give a da--
I can wish to be a better person
But whats the point?
Im loved for who I am
And if you don't love me...
..then I don't give a da--...
So I should be strong
I know I'm not doing wrong
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