First day of high-school and you are roaming the halls

There is no one around, no one to call.

You hear the popular girls laughing at you to your right 

But you don't even care, they dont even bite. 

Tattered clothes, but nobody knows how you feel on the inside 

Nothing is more embarrassing than being denied. 

The day goes on and you fade into the crowd 

No one can seem to hear your voice aloud. 

By the end of the day you still feel alone

Simply a victim of being a clone.  

Bullying happens all around you

But you're willing to be the one who see's through.

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