They looked at you
near the grass mound where kids congregate
where they compare and jeer and wait
for their groups to bulge for courage sake
You stood unbelonging, pretending not to care
dressed in clothes you thought matched theirs
wearing an expression that hid the shame and fear
yet you are not quite in the loop
So how you are going to fit into the group
rehearsing jokes, making declarations
Pushing gossip like poop out of ass
validation the sound of smashing glass
They looked at you crassly
half tempted to relegate you to victim
Discomfort in the guitar riff sickening
There's frantic excitement in the group
You stood and feigned like a brave lil curtain
Most of them bought it though future's uncertain
Because they'll see your faults seal your fate
Judge and taunt you until you can't take it
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