Trapped like this
I'm just this way
I don't wanna conform to the ways of my kind.
I'm different
I know this-
It's a dangerous kind of thing.
I'm not like him,
Or her,
Or them,
I'm like me and
I'm gonna act how I am.
I'm a different kind of creature
Then the rest-
This ugliness is only skin deep
But it reaches for my heart
And wants in.
I'm walkin' on thin ice, here
I'm tryin' not to let it all crack
Under my feet.
I gotta get to the other side of the lake
But
Every step could be another plunge
Into the cold embrace of the water.
They're instincts
They're impulses
They're the adrenaline rush-
I don't wanna be that way.
I wanna think
I wanna breath
I wanna live
I want to create, not destroy
I don't wanna be how they are-
I don't wanna be a monster.
Angelicaly Yours,
The Monster
People call us mean
People call us nasty
Well that's not all true,
Do you really believe what you hear?
Freaks to the highest degree
Why can't they just join us?
We're the ones who are right
We're the ones who live, aren't we.
We stick together, like a pack
See them? They're all split apart
Alone and
By themselves.
They won't abide
They break our rules
They undo what we worked so hard for.
We tried to warn them
Tell them to conform
But who listened
And who'll be gone soon?
Why can't they just act like us?
They try too hard
To kill the system.
So if they're going to look like us
And if they're going to be as powerful as us
They have to be us-
They break our rules
They undo our threads
They try too hard to fight for the other side.
But we warned them
Didn't we.
Monsterously Yours,
The Angel.
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Ehh, just something I banged out. It isn't that good, especially the second half. What little of it that makes sense has a double meaning :P
