People will believe things about you that aren't true
And at the end of the day, this will never change
Yelling over and over so you’ll hear me say

I’ll write a thousand songs and I'll make my words concise
This personality I’ve nurtured is much too weak to fight
It won’t be understood and trust will melt away

“Fuck you Elijah”
Today is just another day that’s not my day
Another face looking at me with hate
The kind of class that makes you feel permanently late

And these perceptions make me angry but mostly I want to die
I want release from being misunderstood for my whole entire life
Not a masculine bone in my body, no curtain drawn inside
I want everyone to look in and see the whole me
But everybody hates me