A teardrop trickles down my face
I feel like I'm a big discrace
I don't belong in this place
Where popularity is the race
I try so hard to fit right in,
But it's so hard to make them grin
I'd tell you every where I've been
But you'd make fun once again
I don't feel loved here
And what I fear,
Striking my heart through like a Spear
I know that I'm not very dear
