Scorned
We laugh at the freaks and the geeks
Because that’s just the way it is
Like smoke blown in our faces and a voice saying “That’s show biz”
We fear what we don’t know
And because we’re so afraid we don’t see the souls
Of the ones we taunt and tease
Which we do to appease
The voices in our heads
And the doubts that lie with us in our beds
We scorn those more flawed than ourselves
And we’ve put our hearts on the highest shelves
Because you see
Then we can do so without mercy
We’ve been taught what’s wrong and what’s right
But some of us just don’t have the fight
In us to challenge those preaching’s
And so we all go on screeching
Downhill fast
Because how can we be expected to last
In a world that tells us to be
Flawless?