Little guy

Im a small little guy
And people think that it's ok to pick on me
It makes me cry
Oh why do I have to be

People point and stare at me as if im some freak
Well let me tell you know I aint weak
Maybe someday Ill grow bigger than you then we'll see how it feels
It would be a different story if it was you
Bear that in mind

So im small does that make me so different?
Do I really have to be singled-out from the rest
Not be noticed from anyone
Having my moral knocked down by people who think there the best

It aint fair I dont like this anymore
I sometimes ask myself what was i born for?
I hate being alive why does this have to happen to me
There's people smaller than me but the don't get picked on
I hate this life.