they said i was different

out of their mouthes the words spat

i felt like a decision

once chosen no turing back

i did not care for  while for my happiness shined like the stars

but i lost hope and and the stars left their scars

runed in my skin

i never will win

the fight for the smile

it would last a while

 the revenge would be sweet

but now its to sour to eat

the battle n my brain

i hope these tears don't leave a stain

but i have given up

the thought of friends would be corrupt

a friend is a joke

the ones without humor

they finally get old and turn into a rumor

and finally they disappear

those "your weird" comments that i hear

dont talk about me behind my back

i am different cut me some slack

-callie