I came in school earlier today,
All my classmates are already here,
It's gonna be just another terrible day,
I'm not their favourite, what can I say.

They say I'll fail, there's no more way,
"Go back to bed"- that's what they say,
Even though close to Christmas day,
They will not like me anyway.

I'm not like them, I don't know why,
I am a reject, that's not lie,
I know I'm valid, life is mine,
However sometimes dream to die.

I'm feeling strong even alone,
And I still like it on my own,
And darkest times won't break my bone,
While I believe and while have hope.