At our school there's a boy called Scott,
Friends are something he hasn't got.
He stands alone, basketball in hands,
He spins the ball and stands and stands.
He had some friends, lost them all
Now his only friend is a basketball.
Bouncing, spinning his life away
He has only insults to say.
No smiles, no laughter or soical skills shown
He just stands by himself, all alone.
*This is about a guy that i was friends with until one day he followed me home. He left our school and we lost contact*
