The Misfits

by Caneel
(Maine)

Everybody depends on us
And they don't even know it
And if they bothered to find out
They'd never, ever show it

The ones who get beaten up
With all the words of others
Made fun of for everything
Our clothes, our fun, our brothers

We're the ones who get kicked to the dirt
As everybody laughs
They shatter our hearts and kill our souls
And hand us back two halves

That's us; the ones who keep you together
You high and mighty ones
You think we are the lowest
The planets around your suns

Open your eyes and you will see
We are the ones who all agree
You can't really hurt me
Because we are the ones who are truly free