A Stereotype of Me
You thought you had me figured out
Before you knew my name
Cause you're you and you're unsatisfied
That I am not the same
You'll never change the way I love
And you can fight for you're dominion
But I'm worth a million times the weight
Of a dogmatist's opinion
I know that all that you can see
Is a stereotype of me
All that you thought I'd ever be
Is a stereotype of me
Did you ever think that you could see me
Past the prejudice you hold
I'm not the picture you created
I'm not the things that you were told
You're voice is long since dead to me
I won't even be provoked
When it hurt you to see me smile
The things you said went up in smoke
I know that all that you can see
Is a stereotype of me
All that you thought I'd ever be
Is a stereotype of me
By: Kyle Ezra Kriticos
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