Sign me up for the circus, dress me up like a clown,
Paint a smile on my face except it will be a frown.
I'm not satisfied with my appearance,
But no matter how much I change, it makes no difference.
I will continued to be judged on the person I'm not,
Doesn't matter how much effort I contribute, people never change their thought.
I'm different and I will admit it,
I refuse to change for some lousy critic.
I am who I am,
Surviving in this overpopulated world with no plan.
I will conquer all the doubts people have,
Priceless expressions on their face will make me laugh.
I'm nothing more than a human too,
Struggling like most just to push through.
I know I have haters, but one day I'll obtain a fan,
And they will scream at the top of their lungs, "You taught me to be who I am!"
Cast me for a play, make me your lead actor,
My personality is original, it's a trait you can't manufacture.
Mix costumes and make-up, I'm willing to apply and wear them all,
Embarrassment has struck me before, I'm not afraid to face my downfall.
I can alter the outside of my appearance but the inside will remain the same,
I'd rather be an outcast in this world than coached into fame.
I'm different and I will admit it,
I refuse to change for some lousy critic.
I am who I am,
Surviving in this overpopulated world with no plan.
I will conquer all the doubts people have,
Priceless expressions on their face will make me laugh.
I'm nothing more than a human too,
Struggling like most just to push through.
I know I have haters, but one day I'll obtain a fan,
And they will scream at the top of their lungs, "You taught me to be who I am!"
People call me pathetic and poor,
Their words don't even touch my core.
I became immune from the countless times I felt like this before,
Hovering above everyone else as they lie motionless on the floor.
I realized I don't need to stay here anymore,
I'm gonna travel the world and teach people how to be themselves, I'll share my lore.
I am who I am,
Surviving in this overpopulated world with no plan.
I will conquer all the doubts people have,
Priceless expressions on their face will make me laugh.
I'm nothing more than a human too,
Struggling like most just to push through.
I know I have haters, but one day I'll obtain a fan,
And they will scream at the top of their lungs, "You taught me to be who I am!"