To this day kids are still being called names The classics were "Hey stupid" "Hey spaz" Seems like every school has an arsenal of names Getting updated every year And if a kid breaks in a school And no one around chooses to hear Do they make a sound? Are they just the background noise Of a soundtrack stuck on repeat When people say things like Kids can be cruel? Every school was a big top circus tent And the pecking order went From acrobats to lion tamers From clowns to carnies All of these were miles ahead of who we were We were freaks Lobster claw boys and bearded ladies Oddities Juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle Trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal But at night While the others slept We kept walking the tightrope It was practice And yeah Some of us fell But I wanna tell them That all of this Is just debris Leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought We used to be And if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself Get a better mirror Look a little closer Stare a little longer Because there's something inside you That made you keep trying Despite everyone who told you to quit You built a cast around your broken heart And signed it yourself You signed it "They were wrong" Because maybe you didn't belong to a group or a click Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth To show and tell but never told Because how can you hold your ground If everyone around you wants to better you beneath it You have to believe that they were wrong They have to be wrong Why else we'd still be here? We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog Because we see ourselves in them We stem from a root planted in the belief That we are not what we were called We are not abandoned cars stalled out and Sitting empty on some highway And if in some way we are Don't worry We only got out to walk and get gas We are graduating members from the class of we made it Not the faded echoes of voices crying out Names will never hurt me Of course They did But our lives will only ever always Continue to be A balancing act That has less to do with pain And more to do with beauty To this day Shane koyzen I apologize for the length but after being bullied this kind of is important to me please stand against hate