Just a stain on the fabric of your flawlessness

Just a poor role model for the little ones that look up to me

Just a girl who is a dark speck on the light of happiness

Listens to the wrong music, wears the wrong clothes, what does society want me to be?

I should like boys, I should wear make up

I should have a bible, and at least one clean break up

My parents have problems and my friends' families aren't fine

I don't fall into normality, I just crossed the line

I don't have one gender, and I dislike sports

I used to hide my wrists and I never wear shorts

I have voices in my head, and I write until my hand aches

But despite the hate, I won't give up until I am dead, and save innocent hearts from breaks