Since when was fake the new trend,
A clone of a clone considered cool?
Individuality wasn’t once a handicap;
Different wasn’t a disease.
Am I supposed to look like all the others,
Just so I can roll with the tide,
Catch an easy ride down to shore?
I never felt lost when I was blind,
Never felt so uneasy and unsure.
Well I don’t understand the skin-tight clothes,
The plain-faced masks that they all wear.
Since when did being happy become
An outdated emotion?
Am I supposed to act like all the others,
Just so I can catch the Jetstream,
Let things loose and slide?
I dunno, I guess that it’s just not me;
I think I’ll make a trend for myself -
True face, true thought, all you see.
I, myself, me.
