As I sit in my room and watch the kids across the street
I wonder what they will be
If they will accomplish whats needed to be
I look at my room
and relize im nothing
I wonder why im HATED
I never saw it coming
I want to cry
but I must be strong
maybe I will take a hit from my bong
But that wont help me
No matter how hard a try
sometime I wish I would just die
I know someday I will strive to my fullest
Even if right now I am the dullest....
