Are they really my friends if they call me names,
If they say I'm ugly and I'm always to blame?
Does the teacher want to help me if she looks the other way,
If she says that I am hopeless and far too bad to stay?
My brother says he hates me, my mom says I am mad,
I fight, I yell, I run, I cry
All I feel is sad.
I found a place where I am not, the same as others say.
On the farm with my horse, I am very brave.
Speaking softly, gently stroking, Maggie feels my pain.
I look Shabar in the eyes; he comes when I call his name.
Sarah depends on me to groom her and clean her stall,
She trusts me; that makes me feel strong.
When I give Checker's his meds, he knows I really care.
With them, I have found a part of me .
I didn't know was there.
