Who are you to call me a freak?
Casting me out, making me a misfit.
What is it I've done?
You don't even know me, you just assume.
I'm tired of this game of cat and mouse.
No more running, hiding, or pretending.
I want this to stop.
Ever hear the saying, "Don't judge a book by it's cover"?
I guess not, 'cause you still try to hover.
I'm taking off the mask.
From now on, I'm me.
This is who I am.
No longer a push-over, gonna stand tall.
Not even a crane could knock this girl down.
You're getting left behind.
Just another page in my boook.
Gonna lead a life with no dictation.
From now on, I'm the one choosing my direction.