I remember when,
When I was about ten,
I never had close friends,
If i had a friend, the freindsship had always lead to an end,
I was just a child,
Kinda wild,
Always full of energy,
Even so I was happy,
Because i didn't know,
Bein told to go,
From other kids,
Meant they didn't like me.
It wasn't until i was in grade seven,
When i realized i was not in heaven,
I realised i was completely alone.
Yet i wasn't bathered by the fact,
Because no one knew me fairly well.
Then i met freinds who understood me,
And laughed at my stupidness,
Almost hyper as me,
Got used to my oddness,
And saw what i never let anyone see,
The real me.
