don't you just hate those people that sit right next to you and talk an talk and talk about nothing at all? and you have to be nice? ech...i had one in my math class.

you say you're different
not one of them
you say you're one of us
but it's only a whim
Ha! i can see right through
your brilliant facade
like it's clear crystal
in the light of day
you're as straight as a rod
without the backbone to boot
always boasting about
all you've been through
but you've never been alone
never known strife
always had friends
just go get a life!

snow