Im a Wallflower
scared confused and broken
no one knows me because i havnt spoken
running down croweded halls
looks from people a confused pause
they dont know me but i know them
ive seen them time and time again
time spent hiding in the background
it gave me the knowledge that i found
that things might sound fun
but i hold my ground
secreatly finding how this world goes round
seeing its beauty thats natural and sound
take a moment and look around
you'll find me in this little town
waiting for the right moment to raise my voice
and show people that they have a choice
to choose the path they want to live
insted of acting like a little kid
ive learned all this in my short time
because i am a wallflower
and i think its time
to voice my opinion in a ryme
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