School...

So here I go to class. I don’t have any close friends in any of my classes, but I know them all, like they’re all familiar faces because I’ve seen them in previous years. As they talk and laugh with each other, I sit there starring at my paper, or a teacher. I’ve never been so silent – everyone says that im shy and quiet. That they hardly know I’m there. I know cause I AM hardly there. I don’t belong. Its like.. bear, cat, dog, fish, banana. I’m the banana. The one that doesn’t fit in. So I look at the clock, then the teacher, then the papers. Its like so quiet for me sometimes that I just fully want to scream, dance around, and be able to socialize, and be me without awkward looks… glares..But then its like.. I do have friends.. but like, not there anymore. My friends gone all.. extreme rock.. and I’m not so much like that.. so there I go again.. awkwardness. Its like.. there’s a problem with everything.. problems that I can withstand for a while.. but really, I don’t have the mad patience and do that all year long.. >< anyway.. yea..seeing school so cruely…