The Odd One Out
I can talk with my friends
We smile and laugh having a good time
It's a dream
Not my reality
I'm always left out
Of that little pack
The odd one out
And I can't come back
To be left out of that
Is not something new
I'm the odd one out
I'm not too sad
This is nothing new to me
I can tak it
Believe me
It isn't hurting me
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