Waiting to get home

I'm use to it, the feeling, as it overflows my heart

pain is no big deal to me, i hurt all the time, not sure then i had start

i watch my shadow, expecting to stab me in the back when i turn around

i have hurt so much, friends poke me with needles and i never notice, but i can hear there sound

hear them laughing at me, but they don't know the pain i have gone through, the horror i have seen

they only know i am a target, and they think that its OK, that i am not mean

but they don't expect me to be ready, to know how to fight, i will show them why i lift weights ever day

so that when they have there fun, i will turn around, and then i will see what they have to say

but me hurting another person, I'm not sure if its is possible, me causing pain to someone makes makes pain of my own

so i don't turn around, ant let them go on, acting like i have never known

i will go on, keeping my back to them, and all of their insults, pretending that i cant hear

keeping this up until i get home, close my door lock it play the music loud, and finally release my tear