The world say it has a spot for me
My frienemies tell me its impossible
My family never believes in me
But I know that I am capable
Of writing my name in the books
And let the world know I could
But it's past tense and not true
Never had friends who were true
Sometimes I wish I wasn't good
So that I wouldnot have cared
When people thought me a fool
And I wouldn't cry myself to sleep
And hopelessly hope I would fit in
I know its wrong but what else can I do
I'm loosing grip and there's nada
That I can do.