I hate having empathy for every human soul
When someone breaks their leg, I feel like I've broken my leg too
And I’m sad for hours and then I’m sad again
I feel what you feel
I really feel what you feel
I hate never fully being accepted into a crowd
I hate being the odd one out, I hate being the odd one out
But I always am, ever since I was a kid
A poor albino seedling growing out of nothing, nothing
But I will always persevere through everything
Cause I know, yes I know, that I’m worth it