You’ve given me something to fight for: a family.
“Hate me for who I am, I don’t care. At least I’m not pretending to be someone I’m not.”
I can’t tell you what it really is,I can only tell you what it feels like,And right now it’s a steel knife in my wind pipe,I can’t breathe, but I still fight while I can fight;
“I hate wearing suits, I feel like a penguin.”