looking back on it now,
I really didn't have many friends,
looking back on it now,
I was the outcast of the group,
looking back on it now,
I was seen as the stupid one, the joke,
looking back on it now,
I lived in the vain of being someone eccual to evryone,
looking back on it now,
I was continnually mocked and laughed at,
looking back on it now,
I didn't really had someone to turn to,
looking back on it now,
I started to realise the truth,
looking back on it now,
I noticed what was going on,
looking back on it now,
I couldn't change it anymore,
looking back on it now,
I made some mistakes, I know,
looking back on it now,
I have been toyed with to much,
looking back on it now,
I should let my voice be heared more,
looking back on it now,
I should stand firm and demand the respect I deserve,
for I have changed to someone you could call ' a normall, yet silly, person ' maybe even ' a friend ',
but that all depends on you dearest reader,
looking back on it now,
I have no idea,
looking back on it now,
that this was going to get so long.
TiMbEr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good that was me in the past no friends. the odd on out