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Burn In Hell

As hate and rage is all I feel
It is because of you
It is because you want me to feel
Miserable and not in place

You tell other people lie's about me
Making them get a wrong idea
Making them tell other lie's
Making me feel depressed

I still don't get why you do this
Is it because you enjoy
Because you enjoy to see me suffer like this
Because I know that I don't

I don't like to have people stare
In ways that they shouldn't
You make me feel like I'm a freak
While I'm just being myself

I'm sorry I'm not the perfect daughter
That I'm not a real girl
Someone who loves pink
Or someone who wears it

I am sorry I am different
Different from you
Different from everyone
But I always thought that was good

I always thought it was good
To be yourself and to act like it
To have your own style and your own way
Of doing things of your own

Impearently you don't approve that
Well from now on I feel like this
I don't care about it anymore
From what I think
You may burn in hell