No matter how I word this I will still come out as the villain to you. Everyday you and your friends come hang out I’m always the odd one or I’m always being told to stop being me. I’m too loud, too weird, or something along those lines. I don’t think I will ever be accepted by you or your friends, that I may have to change everything about myself just to fit in with you and your friends. I will never change though I’d rather be some freak instead of a cool kid.