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This is about how I felt in high school, always outside the crowd. |
| You look at me And don’t understand I look like you Yet I don’t fit in I’m masquerading In this life Trying to be something I’m not You want me to act A certain way Play the game And follow your rules But I won’t I refuse to obey You think you know me But you don’t I’m just a misfit Trying to blend in To the conforming norm Without giving in |