Labels

“I don't wanna live in the modern world”*
Where society killed the teenager

They want us to be “perfect”
By the way we:
Look,
Dress,
Act
Society wants total control of us
Yet they are the ones to label us...Who are they?

Put us in groups and we are stereotyped
They judge us

They don't know our secrets
Or for that matter who we are
I will be proud of who I am...I am proud of who I am
Let them label me. Let them make faces. Let them call me names
It may hurt
But around them I will stand tall
They can't stop me from being me

Now...who are you?

* “American Eulogy” by Green Day