The game I can’t play

When I was a little mocker, when we played ball, I was never the last one to be picked and I never gave a second thought to the person who was but today that has all changed. Today I realised what it’s like to be left out and it’s not a nice felling at all. Jill Y is allowed to play with Scurvy Jane’s new name but for some reason, I’m not allowed to play and it sucks to be left out: