There's a lot of things that i hide
Cause i'm scared that people are gonna be scared
Of my dark twisted life it's a sad and depressing life
But when does it end
I keep on wanting to let people in my life
But at the same time I push them away
I don't want people to have pity for me
Where can i start when i can't even
End the other chapter of my life
When is it going to stop hurting
The more people I let in the more people that can let me down
When does my head stop spinning
When does my heart stop hurting
How can i love someone
If i don't love myself
How can i trust a person
how do
I know that they are not lying
how am i supposed to love
someone when all my life everyone
Let me down

one day
I will be more than a number
i will be more than the gay girl
more than the disappointment
more than a name
more than a girl, student, and more then crazy
I will be me
I'M NOT A NUMBER
OR
any labels society has put me
no labels
nothing defines me
one day
someday
society will see me for the real me