tired of being the last one in line,
and the last one out the
door.
i don't know if i can take this anymore.
always been the werid girl, never
making any sense.
feeling like everyone else is one the other side of the
fence.
you don't get it, you don't
know the real honest me.
are those glasses with green eyes and braces still all you
see?
i'm not one of the cheerleaders
but in the marching band.
not on the field with the soccer team but sitting in the
stands.
all i need is one little glance,
all i need is a second chance.
to show you that i'm still worth your time.
why else would i be singing this
silly ol' rhyme.?
mine* made it up myself.
it's sorta song lyrics.
i have the tune in my head.
but i cant show that on witty obviously.
like it ? (: