Stephanie Smith writes some darn good lyrics.

I don't look like girls in the magazines,
I'm not here to wear your shoes and make up.
I'm so tired of the make believe and all the energy
the illusion takes up.
Trying to fight for so long is enough to make you lose your mind
Free is the way I feel when I let it go
Baby it's easy to live it up and let the fear die,
I believe, I'm better than fiction/fantasy,
so boy you best step away from me,
if you can't handle the real thing.

You can't dress me up like a paper doll,
you can't fit my into your ping pom numbers
I'm multi-dimensional, and original of a million colors
And i won't deny it's time to let this truth into the light.

All I want to do,
is be myself.
Among the masquerading faces
I refuse to loose myself.