So far I'm feeling so crazy,
My mind's so chaotic.
I can't see where my thoughts begin.
Do you know what it's like,
To fear being different?
Not the type of different that means we have personalities.
The type of difference that separates types of people,
Even though we are really all the same.
Well I know what it's like,
I've had a taste and it's not very nice,
It's so disgusting it makes me cry.
Do you long to prove your place?
Long to prove your capability,
To rub in people's faces that they're no better than you,
That you will win.
I know what it's like.
But if you know what these two things are like,
Do you know what is like to be threatened.
You've proved these things to yourself,
And you're still on your mission to do this to the rest of the world.
Then something comes along and gets in the way.
It stops your whole process.
It says what you've been trying hard to prove wrong for so long.
They tear you down.
You tear yourself down.
From what they say,
It's as if you're questioning your sanity.
The one thing that would get to you most.
That tops all things you would have first thought of.

You see I know all of these things.
They like to push me down.
It's never about the outside damage,
It's about what you feel within.