Maybe I don't belong.
perhaps I don't fit.
I hate it, when I don't even feel strong. It almost feels like I've been hit.
It almost makes me want to quit.
That is something I don't usually like to admit.
I just get so tired of all the bullshit.
It almost feels as if I'm in a baseball game called life. but never let out of the pit.
I'm the one player that they often omit.
In this game of life and love.
I'm the one that never gets thought of.
I want to give up on love.
I feel like a baseball player that forgot to wear her glove.
I'm always the one that they seem to forget about.
Why is it that I can't be the one that gets chosen, from all the rest.
For once I'd like to feel like...