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I'm fed up with you and your world
And you laws of conformity
You want to be "normal"...
What is normal?
Are you afraid to be yourself?
You don't even know who YOU are anymore
I'm sick of it
I'm sick of being looked down upon for being ME
You are the fake one
I know exactly who I am

I could be like you if I wanted to
It's not hard--look around
They sell the mold at the mall
Half an hour and I could be a Britney Spears wannabe, too

The way you dress is one thing...
But don't judge me because I don't
If you don't like me after you get to know me, OKAY
You won't be the first
Just give it a chance
I'm sick of not having a chance because of what you see
You take it upon yourself to play God & judge me
I don't need to be judged
I need to be loved

ŠBritt Hyde, 2001