Mini-Rebellion

Tell me why are you so cold,
Was it something I did wrong?
Excuse me, I was never told,
Just which group I fit among.

I'm not the kind to hold a grudge,
But tell me who are you to judge?
Who died and gave you this attitude,
Who knew that you could be so rude?

I don't need to pass your test,
I don't need to meet your par.
I'm the part I play the best,
It doesn't matter who you are.

Conformity is just for those,
Who wear the right face and right clothes.
You're so concerned with what I am,
Who says I really give a...

But I will rise above all this,
I will not sink to your level, (your level)
It's a game of hit and miss,
I must be some kind of rebel. (a rebel of sorts)

I am not afraid of you,
And I know I'll never be.
There are things I will not do,
Just to have you accept me.

I will not hang my head in shame,
I will not play your stupid game.
You throw insults to watch me duck,
Who says I really give a...

But I will rise above all this,
I will not sink to your level. (your level)
It's a game of hit and miss,
I must be some kind of rebel. (a rebel of sorts)

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Written by Esther Mathison, all rights reserved