I remember getting teased as a kid
'Cause at the place that we lived
We never had it easy, believe me
But that don't excuse the things that we did
Wouldn't accept that I was never accepted
Shed so many tears like I fell in depression
But if I changed, I wouldn't get called names
But it was all the same, I was feeling rejected

"is a wonderful place...
         but nothing but thorns grow there.

agree that if you saw a clone of yourself, you wouldn't recognize it as you because our idea of what we look like is so different from what we actually look life.

What if,
instead of the usual "everyone dies" tragedy, the problem becomes that "everyone lives" after life.

I wish that I could look at you with empathy

Sometimes I feel like I've become what you were scared to be

Which makes it really hard to look at you with sympathy

'Cause if I'm feeling bad for you, then I have to feel bad for me

And that's just something I feel like we don't deserve