I'm tried of this, I've gone a little mad
You've stolen my self-confidence
I come in as a storm, and come out like a little rain
You make me feel small, you make me feel useless
From when we were kids, we've been told
"It's good to be special."
But in the real world, is it really?
You've made fun of my culture and religion
You made fun of my nationality
I'm just as American as you.
I was born here, and I act as you do
I dress different, but that means nothing
I speak English too, along with others.
I'm the exact same, just with values and morals
You may not have any, but...
DOES THAT GIVE YOU ANY RIGHT TO MAKE FUN OF ME!!!!??