You might be the first to truly see me, to extend a hand in a world that mostly pushes me down. I don't know why you chose to look, but I'm just a quiet boy trying to survive high school, wishing for a friend but too scared to even say hello.
You might be the first to truly see me, to extend a hand in a world that mostly pushes me down. I don't know why you chose to look, but I'm just a quiet boy trying to survive high school, wishing for a friend but too scared to even say hello.