Imperfect Child

I am the picture of imperfection
Don't stand too close or it might spread

I am the poster child for all things ugly
I'd rather be anywhere but here instead

I am unlovable and unwanted
It's hard to stay positive when surrounded by hate

I am a pariah, surrounded by royalty
I'll never be in charge of my fate

I'm not the person you want to hang out with
I'll never be the coolest in class

But there's something satisfying about not caring
And telling them all to kiss my ass

Yes, I am the picture of imperfection
But perfect is boring and unrealistic

And I am the poster child for all things ugly
But that only makes me more artistic

You know I'm unlovable and unwanted
But I never asked you to like me at all

And I am a pariah, surrounded by royalty
But even the strongest dynasties fall

I'm not the person you want to hang out with
But my music and I are happy alone

But there's something about having people around
To remind you how you've changed and show you how you've grown

And there's something so sad and so unfair
About a life where people don't feel loved

So I find relief and life and freedom
In my music, my friends, and God above.