Under class.

I feel they’re superior
That I’m not good enough to hang out with them
It’s not me seeing them as snobs or anything like that
That’s not what I’m saying
I’m saying that they are such incredible bursts of light
And I feel less than that when I try talking to them or being around them
Like I shouldn’t be there
Like I’m worthless
I can’t be their friends; I’m not good enough to be.
Why would they want to be my friend anyway?
But they came up to me
Looked me straight in the eyes and said,
You’re awesome. You’re awesome. You’re awesome.
They notice after all
I didn’t know
I’m worth being called friend?