Please mark my words, I will get there someday,
swear I'll never stop fighting
swear I'll never give way.
Looks are deceiving and they always will be,
I am art trapped in crew cut hair
and pretty polished teeth.
These thoughts, the things that will drive me insane,
I am itching to evacuate
this neverending game.
"You don't understand! You're only a teen-"
my patience with society
is tearing at the seams.
"Don't waste your time! Just study real hard..."
will schooling get me anywhere
with all my dreams in shards?
Let me be myself, stop getting in my way;
these concrete walls are closing in
I'll be flattened any day.
I just need to escape, yes I need to be free,
I'll scream it from the rooftops
and I'll bring you to your knees.
So here's to the outcasts! For we'll never fit in,
but sometime soon we'll break away
and then at last, we'll win.
