My chest hurts
It always hurts, it always hurts
You'll never be a real
85 and I'm still wearing the same hoodie
It's not my body that's what gets me
It's like feeling I'm a fraud
Cuz they don't look and talk and think like me
I'm floating somewhere in between
The person I'm becoming and the person I am not
Stand up straight (but not too much)
Never slouch (they'll know what's up)
I'm sick and tired of acting like
Everyone else goes through this stuff, but
I don't want your special stares, I just want somebody to care
But at the same time leave me to rot
Your xx is showing
It's not the fact that I don't think that we're the same
It's that to so many people, they don't think I can change
It's like a nature vs. Nurture, they don't want me to live
And if so many think that, maybe I'll believe it
But all I wanted was to be the way I wanted to be
I didn't think it would hurt when I fell to my knees
If heaven's me at my prime then is this heaven to me?
You'll never be real, you'll never do this
You'll never punch walls the way that they can
You'll never light fires, you'll have to play nice
You'll sleep through the night knowing you're not right
You'll never be real, you'll never do this
You'll never punch walls the way that they can
You'll never light fires, you'll have to play nice
You'll live your whole life knowing you're not right
You'll never be real
You'll never be real
You'll never be real
You'll never be real
You'll never be real
You'll never be real
You'll never be real
You'll never be
You'll never be