As I walk down the street

As I walk down the street
I see people, like you and me.
They look the same,Act the same
But they don't know what it's like to be Rejected.

I stood there and watched you pass me by
Like I was invisible.
You make me sick to my stomach
I just want to puke.

How can you do this to me?
Ask me out then never talk to me again.
I was begging you to be my friend.
But all you did was pass me by.

What did I do to accept this?
What did I do to make you hate me?
Rejected...That's what I am.
an invisible figure.

I thought that I had it all
But instead you left me
Other people have it worse than me
But you just don't understand
What it's like to be rejected.