Afraid of your words..
Afraid of your thoughts..
I walk alone through these halls...
emo, Gothic, and even stoner...
The truth is, you cause this loner...
different hair,
different clothes,
different beliefs,
You set me apart from you...
Pass me by and talk me down...
thats OK though...
Soon you'll see there is more to me..
but then I will be free...
Free from your looks,
your stares and horrid words..
I won't be a loner any more.
Because, I'll always be me.
When you look back it will hurt...
You'll see your mistakes..
follow this pack see where it takes you.
See that they are not true.
As I bid farewell to you.
 
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