I chose to look like this because it fits the way I feel. But it's not a reason for you to judge me. I am So tired of ideals telling us how to be and how to act. I feel angry and I feel deceived, still nothing's changed Around me. And it probably never will. Everyone of us Has different lives and different stories, I feel contented With mine 'cause this is who I am. Get to know me before You say that I've done something wrong. Say it to My face if I offended you in some way or simply accept That we all are different. I look the way I do because it Fits the way I feel inside, I'm disappointed in the world But still a decent guy.