A Diploma in my Hand
 
 
 
 

If I Were

The name calling
And teasing the way you did
The jokes you played on me
How mean you were back then
I would go home and cry
Wishing I would die
Feeling as if I never belong!
Feeling I didn't fit in!
When all I wanted was some friends
Instead I walked out my senior year
Without caring who I was
To end the many years of tears
Laughter cost me a dream
Neither of you saw
All I wanted that year
To be your friend
To fit in and not feel
As if I didn't belong
A diploma in my hands
Is all I wanted in the end

The Gift

Happy Birthday

Snow Angel

A Diploma in my Hand

Pure White Rose