Verse 1
I am the family
That has been denied
Or pushed aside
More than acceptepted
Or looked upon
With pride
Not concerned
With social status
Or impressing
The Neighbors
Just want to be me
And do my
Own thing
Chorus
The black sheep
The artist
That sees
What you can't
Hate it all you want
But if I can't change it
You can't either
Not that you should
I cannot be
What I am not
I am me
And choose to be
Proudly
Verse 2
Little girl lost
How have I fallen
So fucking far
Misunderstood
Undervalued
Abused and walked on
By just about
Everyone
There are good days
And bad ones
If you aren't there for one
Don't even try
With the other
I have had enough
Of fake people
So please don't
Even bother
I'm done
Chorus
I'd rather be the Black Sheep
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
I agree. After seeing how the
I agree. After seeing how the crowd treats people the last thing I ever want is to be one of them.