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I come home from school, angry at the world, as usual
People don't talk to me or show respect but I shouldn't care
I ask my father why because he is all I have
"They're jealous that you're better than them"

"You're insane" I say because, well, why else
People can't possibly think I'm better than them
They don't notice me, they don't talk to me,
Maybe some try but I don't see a potential friendship

I should be used to this, shouldn't I
No one talking to me, never being noticed
I shouldn't care, some kids are just weird
"They're jealous that you're more mature"

"That's not true" I say because, well, why else
I can get silly, I have a strong inner child
I can be very, very immature when I'm with my few friends
You have too much hope in me, father

Maybe I put myself down too much, I don't truly know
I mean I have skills, possibly talents
But I can never accept the compliments
"They're jealous you're not afraid to show your talents"

I'm not the bravest person ever but I don't mind showing off
Give me a mic and I will sing to my heart's desire
Play some music and I will dance until my lungs give out
Give me a pen and paper and I will show you the pen is mightier than the sword

So Papi, give me some time and I might believe you
You are slowly giving me confidence, the self-esteem I need
It will not happen overnight, I still think I'm nothing extraordinary
But I may one day believe in the unrealistic jealousy you believe in

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