They say I’m like a prodigy, good at everything I do.
But they don't see how hard I have to work for all those things I archived.
They always say how they wished they were like me, but I know that they despised me.
I have always known, because it’s impossible to lie to me without me seeing it.
Which is the reason why I was never able to belong somewhere.
I have always wanted to belong somewhere.
But everywhere I went, it never felt right.
It never felt like I belonged.
She's just looking for somwhere to stay, but never did she think she would find something like that.