It hurts when I’m not invited,
It hurts to find out of a planned event the day after it happened,
It hurts when I stay at home while all my friends are out,
It hurts to find that I’m not liked,
It hurts to say I wish I were gone,
It hurts to smile when I want to cry,
I wish I were included,
I wish my friends wanted me,
I wish they understood,
I’d like to be included with all my so called friends,
But all I can do is hope that someday they’ll think of me
Someday they’ll take the time to give me a call,
Someday they’ll want me there
Just hopefully that someday will come,
Come before I am gone,
Come before I’ve left all this behind,
Come before I say,
Goodbye