Uncomfortable in Your Skin

I know what it’s like to be labeled “Uncool”
To be really clumsy and feel like a fool
When people laugh and call you names
it hurts you inside but to them it’s a game.
Though sticks and stones can break your bones,
words hurt in ways that are never known.
I know what it’s like to look down at your shoes
to avoid all the stares directed towards you.
When people around you think you’re a freak
and it’s their approval you truly seek
I know what it’s like not to have any friends,
to count the minutes ‘til lunch time will end.
I know how it feels to sit by yourself
To feel like you don’t have anyone else
You can hear all the whispered words about you
All just rumors, none of them true
Yet these sayings can spread so far
Though none of them know who you really are.
I know what it’s like when you don’t fit in,
to feel uncomfortable in your skin.