Call him crazy..No attention payed..Multiple personalities ..Feeling like somethin feeling like nothin..Don't belong anywhere..

He walks the halls in his black attire...
Shows no frown not even a smile (he's just blank)
people poke fun at him, laugh it him, what a freak they say.
They don't even know him...Never give him the time of day

and I wanna scream!.....

Chorus:

why can't you see that hes not such a freak
just different thats all?
Feeling like an outcast
don't belong
as he sings his same old hard songs.
(repeat once more)

he slits his wrists to make things better (very deep..Oh so deep)
things are better just..Dont get better
he says to me I love you so don't close your heart
dont close that door, no one has every shown me love before

and I wanna scream....
Chorus..