Technically, I’m colored as the black sheep

Looking to my left Look to my right Every day another fight I close my eyes and see you all in my head each day I pray that I can feel some way another way I just see something on the horizon A new way Some say In my head I play a song A tune were we all get along But to me that seems a bit contrived right now Every time I try and help you all You lead me to the fall I can’t quite tell what you’re after Even with the laughter All these years of seeing me And you still see a little boy Not a man grown each night I never chose to be so different Drums don’t beat themselves up you see I’m just me Not the man you thought I was Just because you can hurt me Doesn’t mean I can’t still sing I just want to be me And be free