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what they see


Ever since I was a kid

They had nothing nice to say

Since I was always smaller than them

Theyd pick on me in every single way

 

And since I’ve gotten older

Barely anything has changed

I feel like I’m lacking power

Because of my “shoulders like Dwight Howard” 

 

To get to know me you have to know my personality 

And not judge a book by its cover

People always judge me based off what they see 

But they never view me for who I am, me

 
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