I used to feel very safe here
Now, coming here, I dread with fear
I used to be happy with the kids all around
Now the kids like to make me wound
Things in the notebook things in the hair
Why can't life be just a little fair
Snickers and whispers behind my back
You make me want to burn you black
When I am gone you'll understand
Your feat is now at my handj
I walk around drunk with coffee
Not daring to close my eyes softly
I turn around to hear the laughter
The door is what I want to run after
Being paranoid is not fun
But its hard not to be when you are on the run
Not from the real authorities
Just from kids who do more than tease
From these people I want to be freed
Because you people make me bleed
In my heart there will be no more fear
Becaus now I just don't care.
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