No one understands
The joking truly hurts
They push you down your second third
But that's just what your worth

They laugh and laugh
That they're the best
Your fourth your fifth
Your giving up in the quest

They like me not you
You know they speak the truth
You're sixth your seventh
There's no longer a protective roof

The push you to the ground
Both metaphorically and real
You're eighth your ninth
Should you even bother to feel?

You just give up now
There's just no point
I'm not counting now, I'm coming last.
Goodbye from the useless person