Outcast


no one acepts me for who i am,
so i change for them,
i try to be the sister they want,
the girlfriend they cant understand,
with cuts all over her arms and hands,
im the outcast no one likes,
push me away and ill cry,
im not a normal kid,
ive known this for a while,
i see things,
hear things,
they call me wierd,
they call me the school freak,
but i dont care...let me be the emo outcast,
and youll see,
just how unhappy a human can be,
i see know,
how useless i am,
i guess ill always be the outcast,
the little sister they hate,
the girlfriend they break,
the toy tossed out in the street,
just another outcast in this insane freaking world...
ILL ALWAYS BE THE OUTCAST...

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