I see you fucking stare why don't you say a word

I see your eyes but I don't see your lips move

But your eyes do up and down my body

Seeing my stripes and my red earring

The black eyeliner with the nails all blue

I'm not your basic ordinary kid

Who dresses up with the khaki shorts on a Sunday noon

Instead, I'm wearing a shirt that says that I'm better off dead

Sike mom I'm not a little kid just observe who I am

Just accept who I am and embrace who I wanna be

With my hair pulled back and the blacked-out jeans

I don't wanna be like the rest I want to stick out and be super gay

I am not super straight but I am super gay for all the genders out in the world

I have black nails and such a black soul

You see I'm edgy too.

See I can match like you with the stars looking back at you

Saying good job mom you made me who I am

But dad doesn't care he's all I have so

take this song as a little note from me