song for the mistaken

Raise the interest on which you feed,
Deem yourself pretty, smart and better,
Get the attention you desperately need
And find out - does it matter?

Try to alter everyone's perception
But you wear your nature's seal.
Like us you're perfect imperfection;
Denial won't make yours less real.

Ditch something that lasted so long
In exchange for the ghost of a dream
Just to prove yourself that we're all wrong
But your happiness's sown with red seam.

Silly simple soul, sold your innocence:
A hooker on the highway of chance,
Thought you caught a runaway train
Bet on one hand and lost the game.