outsider

In class, it's not so bad
 But when school's out and the
 Others go off to enjoy themselves, well
 If you're what they call a shy guy, that's when you really feel it
 The odd loneliness of being new in town
 You don't know how to make people like you
 And you find yourself holding a grudge against them
 You're standing on the outside, looking in, I
 You might have something to contribute to their conversation
 But nobody cares whether you do or not
 There's a barrier, and you don't know how to begin breaking it down
 You imagine they keep watching the way you look
 The way you act
 They think you're different
 So, you head for home
 What else?
 But still, you can't forget that you're alone
 An outsider