Why do I bother?
I wake up every day and let the sun hit my face
I go to class on time in that God foraken place
I make my way across the ground with a fast pace
And I make sure I am gone without a trace
Why do I care?
People come and go like they have somewhere else to be
They avoid me like the plague, as if its some form of degree
I would sit all day, out of the sun, under a tree
If they didn’t push me out, leaving me to plea
What is there to do?
I hang out with them and watch them all have fun
But I cant do the same, I would rather run
For you see, I’ve had enough, I’m finally done
So leave me alone, unless you’re going to pass me the gun.