Outcast

I'm an outcast in this darkened world
Among all of its people but not one of their own
I don't want to be a part of the fruits they've sown
I just want to be myself - that is not so wrong1

I am unique, that's what makes me "me"
I like whom I am, why can't they see?
I just live my life the way that's right
So my conscious is clear when I sleep at night
I don't see the point in making a fool of myself
Just to hang with them, and lay my pride on some shelf2

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It's dumb (makes me want to roll my eyes)
Or (continuously shake my head and sigh)
They treat me like (I'm intimidating)
But they (don't come right out and hate me)
Each person's different (including me)
So I'll never be numbered (in their sentences of "we")
I'm an outcast (and that's just fine)
At least I know (my life is mine)4

They go out to dance, please keep me out of it
I'm not some blue-haired punker rock n' roll chick
I'm a regular "Anne of Green Gables"
So I'm just not interested in modern day tales
I'd rather sit at home, on the porch, on the swing
Where I can read a book, write, and sing5

They know I'm different, and out of this world
I see the people, but don't join the crowd
I don't want to be part of the life they've known
Living that way could only bring me down6

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They look at me like there's something wrong with the girl I am
But I've seen who they are and what they do; I'm just not a fan
I'm tired of being stared at like a lost maiden on display
I'll just suck it up, put up my hair, and become the heroine in the play8

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