Outsider
I am an outsider
Always looking in
Never Looking out
Wondering what the cool kids talk about
I am an outsider
Watching their smiling faces
Spending most days with my head down staring at my shoe laces
I am an outsider
Tired of being left out
Wanting to scream and shout
“Look at me!”
I am an outsider
Always looking in
Never looking out
Tired of wondering what the cool kids talk about
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