Outcast
I am an outcast
i am a freak
i am hated
Nobody understands
Walking around with a secret hard enough
Telling helps but no one will know how it feels
That's why i only tell a few, the ones I trust
Sometimes they aren't there and I am alone
People always ask why am I like the way I am
I say because this is me you can't change it
But the secret destroys what trust i have left for strangers
So I roam the halls alone, waiting for my secret to destroy me
I do not belong here
i do not belong anywhere
i wish i belonged somewhere
i am an outcast
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