The Me Inside of Me

Think, long and hard
 Conjure her up in your mind
 What would Heather say?
 What is her final statement to a cold, uncaring planet?
 Dear world...
 Believe it or not, I knew about fear
 I knew the way loneliness stung
 I hid behind smiles and crazy hot clothes
 I learned to kiss boys with my tongue (that's good)
 But oh, the world, it held me down
 It weighed like a concrete prom queen crown
 No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
 No one gets her insecurity
 I am more than shoulder pads and makeup
 No one sees the me inside of me
 Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply!
 Keep going - this has gotta be good enough to fool the cops!
 Whoa! Is it murder?
 No, look
 Here's a suicide note
 They couldn't see past my rockstar mystique
 They wouldn't dare look in my eyes
 But just underneath was a terrified girl
 Who clings to her pillow and cries!
 My looks were just like prison bars
 They've left me a myriad of scars
 Myriad, nice!
 No one thinks a pretty girl has substance
 That's the curse of popularity
 I am more than just a source of handjobs
 No one sees the me inside of me
 I'm telling ya, Principal Gowan
 Heather Chandler is not your everyday suicide
 You should cancel classes
 No way, Coach
 I send the kids home before lunch
 And the switchboard will light up like a Christmas tree
 Our children are dying!
 What this school needs is a good old-fashioned rap session
 I suggest we get everyone into the cafeteria
 And just talk and feel, together
 Thank you, Ms. Fleming
 Call me when the shuttle lands
 Oh go ahead, laugh at the hippie
 But I'm telling you we all misjudged Heather Chandler
 Myself included
 Have you read this suicide note?
 Really read it?
 Box up my clothing for Goodwill
 And give the poor my Nordic Track
 Donate my car to crippled kids
 Or to those ghetto moms on crack
 Give them my hats and my CDs
 My pumps, my flats, my three TVs!
 No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
 But I weep for all I failed to be
 Maybe I can help the world by leaving
 Maybe that's the me inside of me
 Aw, hell
 Long weekend for everybody!
 Not so fast, kids
 They're refueling the buses
 Which gives us a solid half-hour of healing
 I want you all to study the suicide note
 So you can really feel Heather's anguish
 Her world seemed like a perfect place
 Go on!
 But friends and toys had no effect
 Feel!
 That's why she punched me in the face
 Heal!
 'Cause she was desperate to connect!
 Veronica? Is something on your mind?
 I'm sorry, it's just that this classroom discussion
 Has stirred up emotions I haven't felt
 Since Hands Across America!
 My God
 Look what we've done
 We're breaking through!
 Heather would be so proud of you!
 And you, and you, and you, and you!
 No one thinks a pretty girl can touch you
 Heather touching me?
 But she's made us better than we were
 Heather's dead, but she will live inside me
 And I'll be the me inside of her
 Holy crap, this is awesome!
 Heather cried, our sins fell on her shoulders! (Jesus Christ!)
 Heather died, so we could all be free!
 (I'm bigger than John Lennon!)
 Heather's gone, but she will live forever!
 She's the dove that sings outside my window!
 She's the twin from whom I'm separated!
 She's the horse I never got for Christmas!
 Heather sees the me inside of me!
 Heather is the me inside of me!
 Inside of me!