look around

Looking around I see
No one knows what it’s like to be me
They all do their daily routine
And in my head they don't know a thing

The boy no one knows holds his legs in his desk
The girl asleep getting a rest
The boy in the leather chilling with ease
The girl in the hoody looking at me

No one will know my story
No one will see my fury
How I felt
Or that I cued have melt
 
The boy in the back annoys me so deep
The girl by him who can hear my every peep
The boy in the blue drinks some water
The girl in the cameo looks around with a bother

The teacher in front doesn’t care
He tells use a story that life’s not fare
Oh how I cued yell at him and give him my palm
All I can do is pray to stay calm

The boys’ who grade I envy looks around with frustration
The girl with red hair full of concentration
The boy that plays on the football team wanting to be seen
The girl in the front row showing no sign of being mean

Oh how I wish I cued except
Even though my grade is grate
The tears from the past
Can come back so fast

The boy in the corner I want to give my palm
The girl behind him looks so calm
The boy in the bake draws on his desk
The girl in the gray holds her bag to her chest

There’s so many behind me who I can’t even see
Although many of them just annoy me
But they are still there
Even though I no longer care

On geometry how you’re so mean to me
How can the book make me want to flee
I hear the very subject and want to cry
I hear the very subject and want to fly