Today even if I take what I am ... I refuse to be cataloged.
So I'm a fight a long time ... until exhaustion.
To say that I managed to be a lie ... I am proud to be a sin.
Today I am going wrong and a word ... the least reflection make me suffer.
I try to get up for those I love ... but with them nothing is possible.
They refuse to see that I am at the bottom ... it merely my difference that I do regret.