On the school bus with my old best friends,
Dancing, jumping, hyped up to no end.
But as they laughed, I began to see,
That the joke was on me, and I wasn't free.

I asked for something serious and true,
But they declined, said it was boring to pursue.
They called school lame, not worth the time,
Our interests no longer aligned.

While they remained foolish and carefree,
I grew up and began to see,
That their antics, their jumping and dancing,
Only left my heart rate racing.

I couldn't hide my true feelings anymore,
My face showed no excitement, only a bore.
And as I looked around the bus,
I realized I was the only one without a fuss.

But then, a glimmer of hope shone through,
As I found a kindred spirit in my bus driver too.
We bonded over our love for games,
And for a moment, I forgot my pains.

But at night, I cried myself to sleep,
The pain of feeling left out, too deep.
My sister, who often bullied me,
Came in and hugged me to sleep, lovingly.

It was time to love myself, to recover,
To heal from this pain, which was too much to discover.
I knew it would take time, but I'd get through,
And find my true self, strong and anew.
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