Why did I have to be the freak that everybody wanted to mess with!
I didn't think I was weird but I always felt like I was different.
I looked like your average teenager but I wasn't normal.
I was always more mature than most girls my age but that didn't make me weird.
Did it?

My feet couldn't move fast enough.
My eyes were stinging from the tears trying to breakthrough.
I didn't drive to school.
I usually just rode home with Josh so I decided to just keep running.
As far away from that school as possible.
I ran into the forest because nature has always been therapeutic to me.
Thank God, Cherokee National Forest was surrounding me.

When I was stressed or needed to be alone, I'd just go into the forest.
I'd write or just lay down and look at the sky.
As I'd breathe in the fresh air or listen to the animals run wild.
Birds chirping. Squirrels jumping tree to tree.
It was just a instant calming.
Nature felt like home, away from home.

I ran until my lungs were burning.
I was deep in the forest now.
As the tears began, I just sat down by this tree stomp and let them fall.
Nobody would see me.
Nobody would see this weak side of me.
I had to be strong for me, for my dad.

I didn't want to be a burden on my dad.
He had enough problems, without my problems added.
He was always happy, even now.
It hurt him to talk about mama, so I never spoke of her.

Just sitting, tears running down my face.
I wish she was here.
She'd know how to handle high school.
She'd be able to give me some advice.
I had Josh and the guys, but they were boys.
They wouldn't understand high school for a girl.
When I was with them, I was one of the guys.
I just needed someone, anyone.

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