Why Me?

Am i invisible,
am i unseen?
i treat them all nicely,
but why are they so mean?

is it the way i dress
or the way i talk
that makes everybody
stand up and walk?

everyday feels like
a door slammed in my face.
i want to get out of here....
away from this hell of a place.

I'm not saying
i want to die.
i just don't want
to always cry.

i want them to accept me
for who i am inside.
I'm not going to run away
and I'm not going to hide.

please think of my words
and think them out clear
because sooner or later,
I'm busting out of here.