About my friends, after moving away :(

Sometimes you feel sorry for the past,
you feel sorry for what you did,
sometimes you realize and understand,
the way that people had thought about you.

Sometimes you sigh and think,
about the things and people you've lost in the past,
Sometimes you wish that the past,
would just come bock to the present.

Maybe you were popular before,
or maybe people liked you more,
maybe you had a really good friend,
but that friend either left or stopped liking you.

But everything can always change,
you can always change peoples' minds,
you can always step up and say,
"this is who I really am."

Never lose up hope,
never hate the people who let you down,
think about memories of the past,
but always remember of the present and future,
because although you can cover up your mistakes and be forgiven,
what is past is past and you cannot mend it.
 

When everyone is dressed identically,
no one wants to be with me,
When I need a partner for Sports,
Well I'm only their last choice.

When my friends are walking,
they don't wait for me,
When I am sitting alone,
they just go sit next to another somebody.

Sometimes I think I am appreciated,
but when I talk nobody listens,
but when I walk to people they casually walk away,
but when I need the bestest help no one is there for me.

When I need to copy notes,
they say: WHY?
When I need a partner for sports,
they say: WHY NOT THEM?
When I say I'm worried I'm breaking the school dress code,
they say: WELL, WHY DO YOU CARE ABOUT THESE THINGS? 

I am just tired, I hope this will stop.

I'm going to be me now,
when I'm sad I will show sad,
and when I'm happy I will show happy,
but I won't hide who I am.

I?
I used to be quiet and nice,
and behaved,
at least that's what they told me,
Am I still the same?

If I am who I am,
I'll find friends who like me like who I am,
and I will be able to stop pretending,
Because who I am is not following it is staying.

I'm not being who I am,
so there is no way for me to change,
already I put smiles and faces,
already I do lie,
lie about the things I like,
LIE ABOUT WHO I AM.

I want to have plenty of friends,
but not if they don't like me,
not if they like the NOT REAL Judit,
not if I am not who I am.
not if I have to LIE ABOUT WHO I AM.

I am tired of pulling smiles,
Ii am tired of following friends,
that's why you see mixed emotions,
but that's only what you see,
Inside of me it is only sadness,
and now the hapieness disguise is wearing down,
that's why you see me feeling down,
it's all because I have to LIE ABOUT WHO I AM.

Why do I?
Why do I have to,
have to LIE ABOUT WHO I AM?