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Monday, 04 December 2006 |
PROFILE:
A regular kid from an average family. He has been in the asylum for a few years and he shows little progress. Though he was a completely normal behaving child, he started showing deviant behaviour as puberty progressed. Puberty changes everyone, mentally as well as physically. That's when it all went wrong with him. He believes he's had a hideously deformed face ever since, which isn't the case. He thinks his face is not fit to be seen; a fright. The complimentary behaviour got worse by the day. He separated himself from the outside world, stopped going to school and so on. His parents had enough of it and got him professional help. He was checked in to the asylum and diagnosed with body dysmorphic disorder. The treatment's goal is to get him to realise he no different from anyone else, but he doesn't want to believe that. He sticks to his belief that he's deformed, and his parents were right to send him to the house of freaks, what he calls the Asylum, where he thinks he belongs. His stubborn personality in combination with a quite a severe puberty, make him an unmanageable patient. The prognosis is that his illness will not come to a stop at the end of his puberty.
LYRICS:
I grew up just like any other kid. Went to school and did my best.
But in my case a problem was caused, though.
I did not look like the rest.
The way towards manhood confronts you with the person you will be.
So I'm blessed with a disfigured face that's too ugly to see.
They all lie to me.
'Cause they tell me that it's all just ok.
My parents refused to go on like this.
And I think that they are right about this.
In a freak of nature's home I will last and stand.
They all lie to me.
'Cause they tell me that it's all just ok.
Can't believe their short-sighted view.
They must be blind.
'Cause when I look into the mirror.
It says to me I'm a failure of mankind.
Chorus:
Don't look at me.
You know I cannot change.
So leave me here in shame. |
