Alone
That's what I am
No one wants me around
They could care less
If I died
Alone
In class, at lunch
I try to busy myself
With clubs but I end up
Alone
If they did care they would've
Done something
About my arm
Alone
In a crowd
I always thought
It was impossible
But it's real
Alone
Not noticed
Outsider
That's what I am
Alone
That's what I am
My leg even says so
It's etched in my thigh
Alone
In my room, in the hall
At lunch, in a crowd
Doesn't matter where
I am always
Alone
Forever alone