We live in a world where definition means everything.
Possessing comfort in self-defiant social scenes.
From jocks to punks,
to hipsters and geeks,
the druggie fools and the slumlord freaks,
searching for acceptance while the world repeats
the endless cycle of boring beats.
They put their labels on me but what are we really?
Have we been reduced to a f*cking category?
Its not who I am its simply what you choose to see...
The constant feeling of insecurity.