Just me

Somehow was born convicted.
And sentenced to doing time.
For being just the way I am.
And didn't once commit a crime.

They'd say I was pathetic.
And that I was a disgrace.
Minding my own business.
Someone punched me in the face.

The last one chosen for the team.
As if I really cared.
And always getting teased.
Cause of the way I wore my hair.

Then hiding my emotions.
I'd wander off to be.
Alone I'd cry an ocean.
So the world could never see.

At last I'm done with school days.
Yippee, Hooray, I'm free.
Maybe now those kids will all grow up.
And I can just be me.