kid in the playground

this is what I am:
I'm that kid in the playground
standing alone
waiting for the end of school
waiting to go home
you never noticed me
but somehow you remember
you were glad I was not you

this is who I was:
I was the all-time loser
standing by myself
wishing school was over
wishing I was someone else
if you think hard enough
you're bound to remember
you were glad you were not me

this is who you are:
child of privilege
flower in the garden
center of attention
of whatever you were part in
on second thought
maybe you won't remember me
no one of use to you