I might be a little fragile,

And apologize too much.

But if you care about me,

You'd sit with me at lunch.

I'm not like other kids my age,

I appreciate what's mine.

I never ask for what is yours,

And try to stay in line.

I guess I'm trying to tell you,

That I want someone to love me.

I'm so tired of everyone trying,

To be above, and judge me.