My chest hurts It always hurts, it always hurts You'll never be a real 85 and I'm still wearing the same hoodie It's not my body that's what gets me It's like feeling I'm a fraud Cuz they don't look and talk and think like me I'm floating somewhere in between The person I'm becoming and the person I am not Stand up straight (but not too much) Never slouch (they'll know what's up) I'm sick and tired of acting like Everyone else goes through this stuff, but I don't want your special stares, I just want somebody to care But at the same time leave me to rot Your xx is showing It's not the fact that I don't think that we're the same It's that to so many people, they don't think I can change It's like a nature vs. Nurture, they don't want me to live And if so many think that, maybe I'll believe it But all I wanted was to be the way I wanted to be I didn't think it would hurt when I fell to my knees If heaven's me at my prime then is this heaven to me? You'll never be real, you'll never do this You'll never punch walls the way that they can You'll never light fires, you'll have to play nice You'll sleep through the night knowing you're not right You'll never be real, you'll never do this You'll never punch walls the way that they can You'll never light fires, you'll have to play nice You'll live your whole life knowing you're not right You'll never be real You'll never be real You'll never be real You'll never be real You'll never be real You'll never be real You'll never be real You'll never be You'll never be