I don't want to go to school
I'm called a fool
I'm the complete opposite of cool
The popular girls over rule
I'll get hit
I'll watch the hurt the other girls will commit
I'll go to the back and sit
Those girls won't ever admit
They hurt me bad
I'm constantly sad
It makes me mad
I don't have a single comrade
I'm as quiet as a sheep
The cuts I make at night are deep
While the other girls are sound asleep
Dreaming of the secrets they keep
They don't know of my pain
The thoughts going through my brain
My blood running through the drain
How I'm trying to remain sane
They think it's a game
I just wish they would call me by my name
It's a shame
That they won't take the blame
I'll forgive them if they ask
Though it would be a hard task
I too once wore the same mask
But they must ask
