He was just fourteen and he was white

A smart person? yes.

A Hero? Oh no not quite

He had no friends, he was always on his own

He wasn't accepted, he wasn't full-grown



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Ugly, spoiled, pimpled, western, white kid

With knock-kneed legs



In school the kids always kicked his ass

Because he played the guitar instead of smoking grass

The pimples where all over his ugly face

If he smiled they jumped all different ways



They called him nerd, they called him dweep

He had his pride and they never made him weep

They all humbled him, even the busschool driver

Although they thought he was a loser, he was a survivor