The guys always thought he was nervous, a jerk
Around the school halls, always seeming to lurk
Waiting for someone to be his friend
Waiting for days after school’s end
Walking the streets alone at night
Searching for something, even a fight
Just to know that he was real
To love or to hate, so he can feel
Some type of life, for better or worse
He wanted to live, feel it all, immerse.
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