Please Excuse Me

Chakram

Mitglied
Please Excuse Me

So please excuse me if I don't fit your mold
You see
I've tried so many times before
But it always seems to fail me
And now I have discovered
That I'm happy being me
So take your boxes, take your judgement
I don't need them anymore

Take your judgement
Take your apathy
Take your ignorance
And just let me be me
So take your labels
Your unwillingness to see
Take your blindness
And just let me be me

So please excuse me if I don't want your life
You see
I'm the one who made these choices
And your ignorance can't hurt me
Because now I have discovered
That I'm happy being me
So take your labels, take your judgment
I don't need them anymore

And I see you there
Arms folded
Watching me as I walk by
And I know
That you've already got me figured out

Well here's a question for you
With your insane sensibilities
What if I don't fit your labels?
What if I don't fit your molds?

And would it bother you to know
That there are people who are different?
And would it bother you to think
That not everyone's like you?

(c) Chakram 2002
 



 
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