I tell myself That I'm okay without them I've done it most of my life anyhow But sometimes now I start to feel lonely
Either way The people at lunch who I sit with They don't count Because I don't talk to them Or even look up at them I am in my own world
Maybe because It has been this way forever I've come to live with the fact I will be without them That at school I am a loner Sitting there Staring into space Tolerated
I still hope though Which like it does with everything else With this it makes me disappointed again For I am still left Without them
Interpret as you please buy I was talking about friends...
(This note was written by a barbeque chip that took a dare)