I tried so hard to fit in with the boys. I thought they were interesting. But they strayed away from me, sat at a different spot on the lunch table. And then I start a soccer team at recess with some other kids. We play every single day. Then next year, the new girl comes, who everyone seems to like...
You're breaking my brain,
But why should I refrain from being your friend?
It's not giving me any pain,
But I'm a little upset.
I want to play with you.
I want to be a part of this friend group.
I'm a girl? So what?
No, you're not slowing my strut.
I'll play with our acquaintances and work my way up,
Until me, you and you are an us.
Wait- I can finally play with you?
I'll win you some games, and we'll be friends when I'm through.
I can keep playing with you?
I'd love to.
But what about the others?
They're getting smothered.
You need to put some good players on their team.
No? I'm not trying to cut the seam- we're good? Okay. I'll play with them then.
When will I join you again?
Depends, I guess.
Summer went by, separate classes were fine.
Those new girls are the ones I should outshine.
What if they like them more than me? What if they don't like me anymore?
My brain's finally fixed, but now it's getting sore.
You want me to play with you? Today?
Oh, I'll be there. I won't go away.
Why is the new girl playing? She's hogging our positions.
Excuse me! These are bad conditions.
We can't keep winning like this! Why won't you listen?
My footsteps are heavy through the mud and grass.
But I'm not shattered like glass,
I'm scraped and scratched.
I never went back.
I never gave them a second chance.
But they're fine like that.
