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They said I was a creeper.
Apparently, no one likes me.
I wish I'd known this,
Before life gave me six best friends.
Sometimes...
I do wonder why they stuck around.
Why they even talk to me.
How I have 20 different homes now.
I have never kept friends for this long.
I get so many hugs a day.
A week, a month...
An attempt at suffocation, maybe?
People do like me.
Someone wrote that they loved me.
But how am I a creeper.
I never made friends at the ATM.
I'm only what they call observant.
I can't concentrate that long anyways...
Only noticing the little things.
I'm one of he few people that know how to make you smile.
What I still don't understand is this:
Why can't you just tell me in person?
Does this mean that everyone is two-faced?
I'd rather hear the truth than the lies that you people spit out.
Do the people around me spin yarns all day long?
Only one question has kept me going,
For the past two years.
Why Should I Care About What You Think?!?
If I know I'm loved.
If I know I'm not some psycho creeper.
Why should I care?
So cheers to all of you!
Why? I'm loved!
I'm special to the people in my life.
I don't care what you think.
You can be you. I Get To Be Unfreakishly Me...
Apparently, no one likes me.
I wish I'd known this,
Before life gave me six best friends.
Sometimes...
I do wonder why they stuck around.
Why they even talk to me.
How I have 20 different homes now.
I have never kept friends for this long.
I get so many hugs a day.
A week, a month...
An attempt at suffocation, maybe?
People do like me.
Someone wrote that they loved me.
But how am I a creeper.
I never made friends at the ATM.
I'm only what they call observant.
I can't concentrate that long anyways...
Only noticing the little things.
I'm one of he few people that know how to make you smile.
What I still don't understand is this:
Why can't you just tell me in person?
Does this mean that everyone is two-faced?
I'd rather hear the truth than the lies that you people spit out.
Do the people around me spin yarns all day long?
Only one question has kept me going,
For the past two years.
Why Should I Care About What You Think?!?
If I know I'm loved.
If I know I'm not some psycho creeper.
Why should I care?
So cheers to all of you!
Why? I'm loved!
I'm special to the people in my life.
I don't care what you think.
You can be you. I Get To Be Unfreakishly Me...
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Basically...This just came out while I was sitting in seventh period.
And I am so peeved at the kids from school, that I don't even want to go there anymore.
All because I had to write "Really? You don't even know me anymore!"
On the stupid desk...