What you looking at?
I’m not some freak show, you know.
Haven’t you ever seen one before?
A girl like me?
I’m different. I’m special. Yeah, yeah, yeah…
I don’t look like you. I don’t talk like you.
You can’t even look at me without feeling sorry, can you? You think you’re better than me. You’re prettier and smarter. You feel superior.
You’ll never know if I’m bright or happy ’cause you only see what you wanna see and care what you wanna care.