The words of Blue River...
*lost* *confused* *undone*
*used up* *twisted*
I'm not going to be who you want me to be,
Not going to be someone I'm not.
I'm not going to follow your ways,
Not going to wear your clothes.
I'm not going to talk your talk,
Not going to walk your walk.
We all follow different paths,
That distinguish who we are.
Just be who you want to be,
You don't have to do something just because they do.
Why don't we all try to be different?
And try to find our true selves?
I treat you all like my equals,
But you still you treat me like I'm different.
I really don't understand...
What is this world coming to?