I try to fit in
But when I'm standing
Outside the classroom
Waiting for the teacher
I don't know what to do
I try to talk
They don't listen
I try to listen
But I don't understand
So I stand there
Wondering why
I even try
I'm like a weak mortal
Trying to fit in with great gods
They're nice
But I can tell
That they are just tolerating me
Maybe next time...
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