No one notices me
No one knows I exist
Why? Am I really that bad?
Does the world like seeing me sad?
Why is it so hard for me to be glad?
Is it because my clothes aren't the latest fad?
Because I don't really have a dad?
I can still be me
It's just hard for people to see
Some reason
Those kids are happy
I want to be like that
But I can't
And that's just a fact
I'll never compare to them
I'll never be their friend
They don't think I'm good enough
Some reason
I don't want to live this life
Without a care
When all I can do is stare
At the people I wish I could be
I just wish everyone else could see
That I want to be here
And I want to steer clear
From this life I have now
And I want to be proud
That I was born
And not be scorn
By this world I live in
But I am
Some reason
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