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The Outsider


Been going to the place to learn since kindergarten, You’re so used to being invisible, a ghost, Walking down the hall with your head held high Dreaming…walking with your head down, Not wanting to see the evil looking looks on everyone’s face As they stare… Look at that and why are you here, Words being thrown at you like a dodge ball You tell yourself you’re fine because they don’t know you, Not the real you Because no one get to know you There is someone that loves you Remember that, they want to learn about you And be with you forever… Be strong-you are strong!
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