Im sick of this stereotypical type we're suppose to be,
we cant we be happy just being free.
Its got to the stage where no one is real,
Hidden, unable to escape, unable to feel.
You get laughed at and stared at for being unique,
Everyone one else they are just weak.
People who sit there and critize you,
Are actually just hurting inside with all they've been
through.
It's sad they put you down to make themselves glad,
Although sometimes its upsetting and makes you mad.
My tears show a thousand reason of why you are great,
I'll be here for you for forever coz your my best mate.
The hurting, the pain it all goes away,
But often those who hated they're pain will stay.
Never put someone low to bring yourself high,
It'll leave you just asking why?
There's no reason to make people feel as bad as you do,
Everyone is different they dont know what you've been
through.
Life is a challenge live day-to-day,
Who knows life may end up going your way!