Is it my fault?
Did I scream too quietly?
Or did no one care?
Well darling,
Welcome to society
Where no one is ever there.

(k.l)

I don't seem to fit in,
I'm like bent spoon in your silverware drawer.
Or the tallest flower in your garden.
Or the one sock you just can't find the match too.

Or the leftover pancake that no body wants.
Or the pencil that's it's in the bottom of your locker.
I'm the book no one wants too read.
I've always been this way
I just simply don't fit in.

(k.l)

I was his personal joke
Everything about me made him laugh.
He didn't have a heart
He left without a scratch.

Unlike myself
A girl with a million scars
Living in a broken home
Cuts run up and down her arms.

(k.l)