Strange

You say I am weird Dressing in black and crazy colors My hair is colored differently And styled crazy You look at me And say "How strange is she?" The people I hang out with Very very diffrent People with tons of piercings And guys with long hair You look at me And say "How strange is she?" Always alone Keeping to myself not talking to many people But I listen to what they say You look at me and say "How strange is she?" You look at me and judge calling me names Emo/goth/cutter You look at me And say "How strange is she?" You think I hate life You think I am depressed You think I cut You think I will commit sucide You look at me and say "How strange is she?" You wanna help Try to talk to me But you can't Your afraid of judgement You just look at me And say "How strange is she?" But what if it was true What is I was derpressed...hated life What if I commited suicide Would you help or Just look at me and say "How strange is she?"