They have their own circle,
Same 3 as before,
Now plus one more.
They are so tight,
They are so close.
They call me their friend,
They act like they like me,
But I don’t belong with them.
They claim to be close to me,
But they never truly will be.
They make feel me as though
I am a nobody,
I am a nothing,
I am unimportant,
I am a lower person than they are.
They annoy me,
When they claim to be better,
And say ‘I hate it when
They don’t let me in’,
But I don’t feel sorry for them
Because now they see how it feels
To be somebody like me. |