I was the one obscure misanthropic black metal kid who hated absolutely everyone else. I didn't fit in anywhere, and I didn't want to, and I looked down on everyone, especially the goth and emo kids. Most of them learned to stay the f**k away around the beginning of the school year when they start finding each other and gathering up. All the popular kids and all the other acceptable types were either afraid of me or hated me, or both, which is often the case considering such emotions, but they never really said anything to my face, just talked about me behind my back. f*****g cowards. The teachers didn't bother me because I didn't really cause any trouble and didn't ever really say anything, except for the religious kinds, which often took offense to the stuff I wore. I also put off most of the stupid over-inquisitive and over-friendly types because of the way I looked, so I didn't have to worry much about them, except for those who had no sense at all, which were swiftly and easily dealt with. I was the only aspie I knew there and I was never content at school, I always wanted to just stay at home. Most of my friends lived in other towns.
I'm glad to be out of there now, but I still hate the same kinds of people.
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I came from very far
A little unknown star
I don't know what to do
I am sitting on the moon.