We were walking through the halls

us, the people who didn't fool around and fall

us, the kids who looked  out for one another 

so we could be there when one got into a brawl 

people say, "it's just the normal school life, just get used to the groups and such"

i didn't care about what i had or what i wore 

i cared about the air i was breathing 

the time i was spending, 

thinking 

it's hard to explain 

i don't want to get made fun of for staring 

for eyeballing 

for listening 

but all those people make me want to puke and leave

what i said then 

is true 

bold and clear