Left out
I was always look at as the outcast
People seem to not care about my present
Everybody just Tolerate me , nobody really ever wanted me around
I was always pick on , laugh at , called dumb , called ugly , called stupid people just went on and on
Nobody cared about my feeling
Nobody care to ask me was I was okay
It was as if I was birth to no family no friends
It was as I was alone and I had to figure my out
Before I knew it I was angry and bitter
It was as if the the world is against me
I can't trust no one ☝️
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