I’m out of touch,
Not in the loop,
Don’t like celebrities,
Don’t know “the scoop”.

I’m not cool,
I don’t follow trends,
I’d rather not gossip,
Don’t have any friends.

I’m not very popular,
There’s no place I fit,
If you get to know me,
I’m truly a *****.

I’m so lame,
I don’t know the music of the times,
I’d don’t like club or parties,
I don’t like waiting in lines.
  
I don’t like feeling different,
When I’m in a crowd,
Anxiety takes over me,
She’s talking so loud.

I’ll just bleed in
To the walls and decor,
I’ll lock myself away,
I’ll hide from it all.

I just don’t know how to be,
How to follow and still say I’m free,
Don’t look my way,
For ANY sympathy,
Everything is sugarcoated.
Everything but me.