

Prove You WrongProve You WrongProve You Wrong
They say I'm naive,
A loser,
Somewhere in left field
Never amount to anything
They treat me like crap
and say I have anger issues
They watch me as I cry
and say I'll always stay here
Don't they know
Keep your words soft and sweet,
for you may have to
eat them
I'm not just
the frizzy-haired otaku
in the back of the room
I have dreams like you, too.
I'm gonna amount
to something
Leave this town,
this state
So laugh, talk,
and point all
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