It's an odd feeling sitting in the middle of the a class full of people I know. And knowing that next time I see them I won't be part of there class I'll be running by a different time table. I'll just be another kid in the school not one of them not anymore. It's even odder cus none of them seem to want to know what's your with me and I feel like I'm betraying then by leaving.
What is worrng with me? Why do i feel like this?
It's really outa body sitting here looking around knowing I'll never be back here like this again. I look up and around but I don't really feel like I'm here like I'm in this class.
As the tears run and mind strays I realiz just how unwanted I am in this class and how out of place. But that's always me an outcast.
We may be the outsiders, the outsiders, the outsiders
Good bye
*lights dim and I leave the stage*
YOU ARE READING
Moving class not school
RandomI'm moving to a new class for all those who don't know and I'm a little afraid
