Looking about at the desolate streets I am alone My ideals that have been told are true Are burned before me As nations rise to take power Many protest I stand behind the truth that I know I cling to my reality I am afraid Afraid to open my eyes And see nothing To see the emptiness that motivates The lost about me But as I look in the mirror Im not ashamed I know who I am And you hate it And I hate you for the pain you give I hate you for hating me And Im lost in the hate that consumes me And my ideals that were crushed Are thrown back in my face With a note that condemns me With only a question An inquiry that asks How are you different from me? With my life that shows The opposite of my beliefs How can I be different? In a world that doesn’t want me to be You wanted to know why Im different? Why I refuse to open my mind? Cause your relative stance is inadequate To fill what I need inside With your agnostic screams of tolerance With your humanistic stance With all that you have With all that you are You’re nothing but a pawn, controlled from afar