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!