By: Bekkie R.
We all have to look a certain way
Big, small, sloppy, neat
We all have to feel a certain way
Happy, sad, jealous, beat
We all have to think a certain way
Smart, stupid, crazy, confused
We all have to be treated a certain way
Equally, fairly, harshly, abused
But why?
What's the point?
No one's the same
We're all different
We can't help it
So no one's to blame
Get off my back
I'm just a kid
I have space to roam
I won't let you judge me
I'm a unique person
So why do I feel all alone?
