Why is that I feel so weird?
I'm the typical rebel with a cause,
my race is on extinction.
I do not get it, it is to hard
adjust to this simple, old complex world
Do I belong to my place?
I know my place just is not me.
Can I keep up with this love hate mix?
This is a thing of mind over matter,
I do not mind and you don't matter.
I want you to want me!
This is such a sweet life, with a sour taste.
Nothing fits but it all feels okay.
I know how all this works
Can I need to read the instructions again?
Now is time for me to morph,
into a buterfly with broken wings.
I ca not fly but I am still beautiful
and that is what is so pleasant about it.
Why am I so hard to please
If I always take the easy way?
I just want the best...
...I can get for five cents.