I see you...
You walk amongst the "normal ones".
They look down at you as an Outcast,
Because you are not the same as Them.
Something out of the norm, that They aren't used to.
Ink covers your body, displaying your love and beliefs.
No one understands you,
But you were MADE to be Misunderstood.
These men, they don't love you,
They lust for you.
Your body is a playground for Them to play.
Do you allow Them in or close Them out?
Whats easier, the pleasure or the heartbreak?
They don't care...
Feelings lay on the floor,
Getting stepped on as one by one,
They treat your heart as a doormat.
Open your eyes!
Realize your potential, your POWER.
Girl, there's still fire in those eyes of yours.
Don't give up!
Love hurts and words can puncture old wounds.
They don't know what you go through,
The harsh life you've endured.
Heart colder than the winter,
But with a burning soul that longs to be loved.
I feel your pain Beautiful, Young Misfit.
Because if you can't see by now,
I am you and you are me.
I live in you and you live in me.
The Outcasts of Society, We will never be accepted.
But all that doesn't matter anymore.
Life isn't perfect and neither are We.
