I Need A Reason

I need a reason to believe
I need to know what's real and what's fake
I'm sick and tired of all these pathetic little lies
Someone please tell me, for my own sake

I'm drowning in a never-ending sea of madness
I don't know how much more I'll be able to stand
I swear to God I'm not even worth anything
If I was, then someone would have already taken my hand

The needles break inside of my skin
These doctors were never able to save me
The medications do absolutely nothing for my body
Can't they see, what I've become, what I'll be

Society has turned its back on outcasts like me
They could care less about anything I've ever said
I'm not "good enough" for them to look my way
Those Barbie and Ken dolls want me dead

The only thing that I truly understand anymore is my music
It's the only thing that has yet to tear me apart
Nobody else can hear what I hear, these tragic little notes
Nothing can separate me and my treasured art

So the outcasts will soon rise back up
Don't worry, I promise we mean no harm
The army's quickly growing, soon we'll reclaim our land
Outcasts, we've been called to arms