Out cast

November 22, 2010
I am sitting in the lunchroom and sitting by myself

I stare at people as they talk cheerful ways to their friends

Me, well me I am in my own world now

My light brown eyes gaze as no one approches to talk to me

It tells me that I am an outcast

I wish I can have my own friends, the only friends I have, are my family

I am the outcast and everyone knows

From my head to my toes I know that i'm an outcast.

To me it seems you dont need friends, they always crush you in the end

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