I’ve always known I’m different
I’ve never been the “bad kid”
The smartest or the class clown
I’ve never been miss popular
Just the one that hangs around
Most people have their circles
But I’m outside reaching in
I’ve got my hand stretched out
Hoping for a win
I’m often close to “miss popular”
But not her group of friends
I swear I’ve tried to get to know them
But they won’t let me in