If I was different if

If I was different if I was badder
To my fake friends would it matter?
It seems that kids just get sadder
Tryna climb this social ladder

And I wish I saw what they saw, but we're not under the same law
Worried about the pimple that's on her jaw, while we're just tryna stay raw
And it's not that we don't care, we just don't fit in here
Where people have perfect hair, and to scared to show there fears

I'm different and it hurts, that I have no where to turn