I don't want to disappear anymore.
I want to be noticed.
I want tobe someone.
I'm tired of being the kid who sits alone,
I don't want to be judged by my appearance anymore,
the way you all stop and stare.
It really hurts.
This world is really a cruel place,
we live to gain,
we cry to lose.
We always want more, never having enough.
Why can't we appreciate for once?
Why can't I be appreciated for once?
My appearance shouldn't define me,
for I am simply hiding behind a face.
I sit there longingly,
but you judge me for being distorted.
Distorted in a way that makes me different,
and as you call it,
'the weird kid'.
I feel desperate to just be noticed.
I feel desperate for you to just look my way.
On the inside, I cry,
but you won't know,
for I sit