I am just a misfit; please ask me if I care
I feel so ugly and alone as I drag this comb across my hair
I look at you staring back at me and I don’t know how to feel
I wish I had something more than this, to make things seem for real
I sense that I am not really here at least that is my fear
I wash my face and hope that I will somehow reappear
I am just a misfit; please ask me if I care
I feel the world is against me as I settle on what to wear
I can’t take any more of this, please make it go away
I need to find a reason why I take the time to stay
I want to feel alive again without having to ache
I want to feel alive again without having to fake
I am just a misfit; please ask me if I care
I take a long deep breath and say a final prayer
I look outside and see the sunrise for me one final time
I know the sun has set on me but I finally feel sublime
You never asked me if I cared
I care more than you were ever aware
Now it’s too late