Lozzer

Friends of Make believe
Lies they spill to me

Curtly in every word
Kindness as if they care
Hatred I am am not spared

I walk these halls of shame
With no one by my side
I walk these halls of school
With my head down low to hide

My every tear My every fear

All around me
But they don't know me

Whispered words behind my back
Are all I seem to know

Clustered and cluttered they all stand around
Me on my own I seem to be bound

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