Misunderstood...

Sometimes, it's just the fear of being misunderstood,
that makes people stay under the hood.
Stay strong, they say, move along.
Life is like a game of Mahjong.

I am misunderstood.
Insecure. Scared of all the falsehood.
And all the pillars that so strong stood,
began to break down like they never should.

If only the world would give the different one shot,
one opportunity, then I wouldn't be different,
I would be unique.
And prove wrong all those who labelled me freak.

I'm so tired of being misunderstood.
I'm so tired of being told I'm no good.
I'm so tired of being misunderstood.