The way I think, the things I do
You don't even have a clue
How I feel, whats in my mind
Is something you will never find
In a book or on TV
Open up your eyes and see
That my life is not defined 
By passing trends that change with time.
I cant control, or turn off this feeling
That there's something wrong to participate 
In what you see as a conventional society.
Not a phase that fades with youth,
A constant struggle to seek the truth 
That I accept I may not find
But I know I have to try.
You condescend and patronize
But I can see right through your lies.
You claim respect and empathy
But your words lack sincerity.
And once again I've crossed the line 
But I will not apologize.
If you respect my life so much 
Take a step without a crutch.