I think that I’m lost, it’s like I can’t find my way,

I just want to leave but you want me to stay,

Why should I stay if I can’t be myself?

No, I’m not a toy, can’t put me on your shelf,

I’m my own person don’t take that away,

You push and you shove but I know I won’t stray

I tried to conform, be part of the act,

But I’m sick of it all as a matter of fact,

It hurts me to do this, hurts so much to say,

But I know in my heart that I’ll be okay,

You put me through hell, yes that I’ll admit,

But I’m a stronger person all because of it.