I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to fit in
I cared what everybody thought but myself
Mocked for my clothes, my appearance, what I said
How I acted, simply for making friends or being me
They say sticks and stones don't hurt
And that the dark can't hurt you but that's a lie
The glaring eyes in the dark and the whispers sting
More than any punch or kick can
After dealing with the night long enough
I turned away and looked deep inside of myself
I turned back to the night and stared it down
Ignoring all of the glares and whispers
Because down inside, I knew that I was
Going to amount to something more than
The weirdo or "quiet kid who will snap"
The night could say whatever it wants
Because daybreak will always outshine it
And that's something I came to realize