You're always way too worried about what others think.
Just because they're serving Kool-Aid doesn't mean you have to drink
You're skirting all the pitfalls trying not to crash and sink
It takes such little effort, to distance yourself from the stink
You try so hard to fit in... when you are standing out
The yardstick up your southern border couldn't be more rigid
The masterpiece you thought you wrote just couldn't be more frigid
The clothes you chose to cover your insecurities
Just mask your fears and doubts cause you know what the mirror sees
You try so hard to fit in... when you are standing out