Hated by the ones she knows
She walks alone to school
Not knowing why she has so many foes
She lets her instinct rule
Deciding they hate individuality
She's a rebel without a cause
She has lots of originality
And so she makes her own laws
She tries her hardest not to do
What they have done to her
Not wanting others to go through what she went through
And lets time pass as if a blur
The clock ticks down the afternoon
As she waits for the end of school
She sits silently, drawing a cartoon
And her pencil is her tool
Imagination takes you far
So use it while you can
Life's a movie, you're the star
So make the most of your life span
Nicely written poem!