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.