I know you won't talk to me,
and I know it was a dare.
You think everyone's your friend,
but here's the real scare;

I don't need to feel accepted,
or cry when I'm rejected.
I don't need a group of friends,
so I don't feel neglected.

My mall is the library,
books are my magazines.
So I don't need to be "cool",
or be in the social scene.

I don't need to be two-faced,
and gossip behind your back.
I'm above your shallow world,
because I've got some class.

If you think that I'm a nerd,
hey, that's alright with me.
I'm happy being who I am,
and it's not that hard to see,

I don't need your blonde hair,
or your plastic skin.
I don't need to look like you,
because changing is a sin.

High school is just make believe,
and you think you are on top.
But when you're in the real world,
you'll be calling me "boss"

And if you call me a loser,
I have 4 simple words for you.
Why don't you ever give it a rest
and just try being you.