Is this a power, or a chore No one will ever know
Fit in? For sure Stand out? Show me the front row
Inside, confused, screaming for understanding Is this life? Is this the ending?
Outside, decorated, holding it together Wishing you felt as light as a feather
Personality so divine Wish they would all just align
Who am I? What should I do? Why am I feeling this blue?
The hours turning into days Looking for those sunshine rays
Staring at the ocean as it waves Thinking are we all just slaves?
Is this a power, or a chore No one will ever know Fit in? I don't want to
Stand out? Breakthrough