pull my backpack over my shoulder
and stifle the tears
not one **** friend
in four ******* years
all you did it
finally pushed me to the cliff
questioning if the the jump would hurt
and other what ifs
i don't wanna die
i just don't wanna feel so unloved
bullied and pushed and discredited
never ever enough
i thought once it was over
i'd be free of the panic
now i'm just alone
and i'm awfully manic
reliving those years
of rejection and pressure
feels like i'll be in
highschool forever