Im laying in my bedAnd staring at my clothes in the corner of my room. Thinking why do u assumeWhy cant i be myself Why do i gotta lieAll my demons tryna wreck me but i will never cry. Between me and her i know im a loserShe has pretty clothes but all i have are bruises.Scars on my body, each and every one is ugly. Tears just flowing looking like a river bloodyBracelets on my legs and beanies on my headTomboy or not im just tryna be enoughMy clothes arent girly and im just alittle sillyI cant wear heels and i cant look prettyU look at me with pity cz im just alittle different But you best know that being different has a reason.And no its not easyfaking to be happyWith all these eyes on me But they just cant seeAll the tears ive been wastingOr the love ive been cravingDesires can be deadlyAnd my sins wont stop climbingI can feel the heat rising My hands are melting Theres no escapeFrom the hell thats been waiting