Falling out of fitting in

Chorus
I'm falling out of fitting in,
The worlds so fake and I'm sick of it,
I have no friends, I won't pretend,
I'll be gone when the music ends

Verse 1
When I was fifteen no one ever kissed me,
People dismissed me, just another pipsqueak,
Before I emceed I was just an angry,
Teenage boy listening to the ataris,
Up in my room I would lock the door,
Shadow box my demons and write on walls,
I got sick of fakeness so I stopped faking,
Told the whole world how I felt with a blade an',
In the end when it all came down,
My friends stopped calling when I wouldn't play out,
Always had a problem with making the effort,
Cuz I, hate rejection and hate to be messed with,
I disengage, myself from society,
Withdraw alone and go home quietly,
I can't be arsed wit keepin up appearances,
So I'm gone in another disappearing act.

Chorus
I'm falling out of fitting in,
I've taught myself how to walk again,
I have no friends, I won't pretend,
I'll be gone when the music ends

Verse 2
Me against the world, Me against authority,
Me against myself cause I hate conformity,
I couldn't care about playing the game,
I pay no lip service, neither ask or take,
I've never kissed ass but I've kicked a few,
People hate cause I won't do what they tell me to,
I'm a man and I won't be pushed around,
I won't let other people try to bring me down,
I stand up for myself and all that is right,
When it comes down to it, my art is my life,
I like to write about my heart and emotions,
Share it with the world for kids across oceans,
Who relate to every word that I say,
Cause they're going through it too and they feel the same way,
Who write to me telling me their life has changed,
Since they heard my words & they felt my pain!

Chorus
I'm falling out of fitting in,
I've talked myself out of mixing in,
I have no friends, I won't pretend,
I'll be gone when the music ends

Verse 3
My life without music? Something I can't imagine,
Where would I be in this life without rapping?
I'll tell you something, I probably wouldn't be here,
Without Outcast Youth I would disappear,
Cause even when I'm in a room full of people,
I still feel alone and I don't wanna speak to em,
I guess depression is a hell of a disease,
And being withdrawn comes easy to me,
But I do find a form of release,
In every single cd and song I release,
Knowing that my voice made a change in the world,
My inbox full of emails from girls,
It makes me feel good but my sadness remains,
And when I go home everythings still the same,
Writing in this pad as I plan my escape,
I'll be gone when the music fades.