I'm trapped on their stage

Rocking myself silently
Tears streaming
down my face
Trying to control the sobs
And to hide my disgrace
All the laughter echoed in my mind
The points and stares
Why could they never be kind?
Why couldn't they accept me?
I'm a person too
So I'm not dressed wonderfuly
And I don't get good grades
I'm still a person who has feelings like them
I'm not in the play on their stage
I can't act out thier parts
I belong behind the back curtians
Crying my heart out.
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