My world : take one
Okay, we're supposed to make a documentary of our world for sociology, so... here we go !
I'm not really sure of why. There's nothing to see around here.
I call it "The Hinterlands".
The loneliest place in the universe.
♪ Here in the Hinterlands, the middle of nowhere ♪
♪ Only a black hole on the map to show where we are, barren fields, empty lots. ♪
♪ Desolation is the norm. Everyday, it's cold and gray. ♪
♪ Good luck getting warm 'cause summer never comes ♪
♪ But oh, the winter lands hard, here in the Hinterlands .... ♪
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Uhm, okay ... where should I start ?
I guess I should introduce myself.
Note to self : "edit all this stuff out and start HERE!"
Hi, I'm Paul, things you should know about me include the following :
Uhm... ONE : I'm 16, and I just got my license, but my grades are down right now because ... [erasable note to translators : "driving licence" meant]
I'm not liking school so much. But who does, right ?
TWO : I'm massively into theoretical physics. And I don't mean that theoretically.
My hero is Steven Hawking and I love thinking about how there are different dimensions,
and how this town might not exist or I could be completely different
and we might have like wheels for feet. Or something cool like that.
THREE and this is possibly related to number 2: I have no friends.
FOUR : I'm probably gonna flunk out of gym this year, due to a hatred of having large objects hurled at my face.
And FIVE : I'm gay.
Uhm ... note to self : "edit that last part out".
Brace yourself : this isn't gonna be pretty.
When you're a freak like me, walking down the hall is like wearing a steak shirt while swimming with sharks.
[Paul] You’re basically bait... [Jake] Other way, fag.
Labels sure are very handy, aren't they ?
They help you see how other people see you.
[Paul] ♪ The faggot ... ♪
[Margie] ♪ The fat girl ... ♪
[Bobbi Jo] ♪ White trash ... ♪ [erasable note to translators : "White trash" = derogatory for "Cheaply-dressed low-class girl"]
[Daryl] ♪ The retard ... ♪
[Together] ♪ That's my label, my second name. ♪
[Paul] ♪ 'Makes me cringe ♪
[fat girl] ♪ Hang my head in shame ♪
[Together] ♪ They've decided who I am. ♪
♪ 'Can say it hurts. ♪
[Paul] ♪ They don't give a damn. ♪
[Together] ♪ So knock me down with sticks and stones ♪
♪ Go ahead and break my bones. ♪
♪ They say words will never hurt. But I disagree ♪
♪ 'Cause all these words are killing me. ♪
Nice bra, girlyboy.
I'm not wearing a bra.
But I bet you wish you were, pussy.
What did you got for question four?
♪ A bit more worthless, a bit more weak ♪
♪ That's what I am each time they speak. ♪
♪ It leaves me broken, ♪ ♪ the things they say. ♪
♪ To me, it's pain. ♪ ♪ To them, it's play. ♪
[Together] ♪ So knock me down with sticks and stones ♪
♪ Go ahead and break my bones. ♪
♪ They say words will never hurt. But I disagree ♪
♪ 'Cause all these words are killing me. ♪
[Paul] ♪ What would it take to get them all to stop ? ♪
♪ What would make them treat me like a human being ? ♪
♪ It's not like I need to be at the top of the food chain ♪
♪ I just want to feel safe when I walk down the hall, ♪
♪ Confident when I catch the ball, ♪
♪ I wish they all just call me... Paul ♪
♪ So knock me down with sticks and stones ♪
♪ Go ahead and break my bones. ♪
♪ They say words will never hurt. But I disagree ♪
♪ 'Cause all these words are killing me. ♪
[Margie] ♪ ... killing me, ♪
[Daryl] ♪ ... killing me, ♪
[Bobbi Jo] ♪ ... killing me, ♪
[all in same order, adding one's voice to final choir] ♪ ... killing me, ... killing me, ... killing me, ... killing me. ♪
I was feeling so alone
I was going through a really difficult time.
I didn't want to bother anyone
I didn't think they'd understand.
It was tough at first, but I did it.
I'm glad I asked for help
I asked my teacher
I asked my dad.
You can do this.
Whatever it is... ask for help
If you're thinking about suicide, or need support,
Call the Trevor life line
Trained councillors are there to help 24/7.