I suppose I’ll stand
With smiles and plans, shouting in my head
"I'm here, I'm here
Don’t forget, can’t you hear?"
You treat me like a child
Playing with his friends
You don’t want me, till you see me
In some other mans hands
Well, I suppose I’ll wait
Entertain myself
With a variety of mistakes
But I'm still here,
Can’t you hear?

I hope you reach to take a bite off my fulfilling plate
I hope you never feel so foreign
So misplaced