I suffer  for school survival 

U run to class no walk afraid of being chased 

Because I'm a outcast, 

I don't have friends because of what 

People heard about me it doesn't take them 

Long to throw me out of class, 

Why do people hurt me they don't care

How I feel until I break down and cry 

For them to leave me alone at last,

They push me around take my money 

And throw me in the trash, 

I don't understand why 

They pick on everyday call me names while I'm walking down the hallway

And then. When we fight I get expelled from school 

And it's ny last because I'm gone for good 

And now everyone feels sorry and wants to take everything back

But I'm gone now it's to late for that.



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