I am...
Slammed into lockers,
pushed into walls.
This life just wont stop hurting.
When I am all alone,
I can see the world,
for what it truly is.
I walk alone on the edge of the road,
no one is to be seen.
I am at the bottom of,
the socal hierarchy.
No friends, and no foes.
I am taken for granted,
used without a car.
I am NOTHING.
I am NO ONE.
I just am...