In Elementary School
I was always picked last
And only played as an alternate

In Middle School
The pretty girls always manipulated me
Seducing me so they could copy my homework

In High School
When they wanted answers
I turned my back to them

To those who had looked down on me
And walked around on me
Those who pretended to be a friend
Only when they needed something

I know who my real friends are
Those who are there for me when I need it
And I know those who are fakes
Which one are you?