I Stand Alone

All eyes are on me
But that's not a good thing
Snickers and whispers haunt my hears
And pointing fingers haunt my eyes
My head hangs down

I'm not skinny
Nowhere near that actually
I have acne
My face is not pretty
My clothes aren't fancy
I don't have the money
I'm just an outsider

I try to fit in
That doesn't work
They laugh at me
Sometimes they just ignore me
One's that claim to be my friend
Talk about me behind my back or to my face

Why don't they like me
Why am I the only one
Why do they think they can hurt me like that
Why...

Crying is all I want to do
I stay away from reality
In the comfort of my own home
I stand alone...