Woah Woah, I wonder what it’s like to be part of the in crowd,
I wonder what it’s like to not have any doubts,
I wonder what it’s like to be popular,
I wonder what it’s like to be part of the in crowd.

When I see them, I can’t help but want to be one of them,
I’ll never be one of them though,
I say I love the way I am,
Though that really isn’t true because I’m really not.

It’s hard being bullied when nobody really knows you,
They bully you for reasons they don’t know,
They bully me for my speech impediment,
They bully me because of the way I act.

For once, I wish people would stop judging me,
For once, I wish people would get to know me,
For once, I wish people would stop to understand,
I just wish the bullying and judging would stop.