Who Am I?

You're crying your eyes out in the bathroom,
You tried your best, but they say there's no room
For you in this world, so why bother try
When you know in the end you're gonna cry?
You pull out the knife you think about all the time,
Hold it to your throat, ready to commit the crime.
You stare at your reflection, shaking and sobbing.
Look at yourself, you don't even notice them robbing
You of a life that you can improve.
Think about your friends, your family who love you.
You don't need to be part of the In Crowd,
Be yourself and you'll be proud.
So drop the knife, walk out the door,
Trust me, they're missing out on so much more.