I've been dissed, hurt and embarrassed,
When all I do is try to be my fairest.
What really set's me off, is the infection,
Of being treated like dirt due too the rejection.
Me-
If only they knew everything I could give to you
Then when I walked outta sight, no one would say whew!
On the outer banks of society I sit in peace
Wearing rejection as my warm coat of fleece.
Kris-
If only I could teach them, what I know,
Then nobody would treat me like I'm this slow.
Never once had I been late in a tardy,
People always cuttin down, at mostly every party.
Me-
Push me farther away, completely alone now
I used to be accepted, rejection is my only new vow
Slip and slide, blame my loss of touch all on me
I can prove I'm just innocent and free, wait to see!
