I like to think that we belong.
We know those among us,
And those away.
I like to think that we fit in
Anywhere.
But is that the truth?
No!
I feel separated
It's almost like I'm hated.
So what's the problem with me?
I feel completely different,
As if I'm really done for!
Oh Lord, please save me!
Sometimes you're just off
To the side.
Sometimes you just don't say
A word.
Why?
You sit alone, you read a book,
You get good grades, but does it matter?
No!
I feel separated
It's almost like I'm hated.
So what's the problem with me?
I feel completely different,
As if I'm really done for!
Oh Lord, please save me!
18 years pass, I'm at home.
Watching TV on a plasma screen.
You come walking by my house,
You ring the doorbell for a job.
What do you think I'll say?
No, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
No!
I felt separated,
It's like I was hated.
But there's no problem with me!
I feel so different,
I am no longer done for,
Thanks for saving me!
