Some say she's crazy
Some call her insane
Some say she just has an over active emotional brain

But no one really knows what it's like to be some body else
Because even when your pretending your just a different version of yourself

They've seen you smile
They've seen you laugh
But no one knows about your haunting past

But if they look deep into your eyes they can see
The fire that burns and the
Part of your soul that has died

See no really knows what another person thinks
When someone tries to kill themselves they don't want to die they want to end their pain

Everybody may be different but no matter what every one has had issues even the priest
The judge and the neighborhood smutt

So maybe you should think before you label someone a freak a dike a slut or crazy
Because one day that could be
You it's a vary possible maybe