Maybe i wear baggies
And white socks with flip-flops
Maybe i don't like listening to rave
And I'm not on the social mountaintops,
Maybe I don't care about the things
That make your world twirl,
Maybe you look at me and think:
Gee what a nothing girl.

Maybe I like giving smiles,
Which seems like a sin today,
And maybe i allow my imagination
To sometimes run away,
Maybe you don't understand this
And that's why you can't see,
If this makes me a nothing girl,
Hey thats ok with me!

The world makes you believe
Your personality mustn't be detected
Your face must be picture perfect,
And wear clothes just the best,
To be accepted.


Maybe I look at you
And feel sorry you're blind,
Robots you became,
Yourself you'll never find.

God made you, as well as me,
this means I am something,
The world is a liar
And if I must be a nothing
For you to see it
THEN SO BE IT!