Classroom

Sitting in class, all alone No one dares to be close Friends? Such a pretty word Luxury in this world When I look out the window They see me as a weirdo I think I gave up by now After years, tired to try Yet, I still cling to some hope Distant dream to keep me go Maybe one day, who knows I wont have to enclose Afterall, everyone is perfect Why should I be outcast? People will care for me And I finally don't have to flee What a dream... But for now I keep quiet And stare out of the window For now I am the strange kid But I know soon I will grow