Child prodigy not understand by others which is long for friendship and normal life

People pass me by,..
Glance me with joke,..
I know i'm more than perfect,..
But please,blend me with all..
I dont ask for this,..
Im made like this,..

Friends based on loyalty,..
but mine,..
based on my specialty,..
threatens me to leave me,..
Bossing me around with their homework,..

Some called me freak,..
None called me Geek,..
None call me a friend,..
I thought i'm blended,..
But instead,..
i'm being used,...

Wish to be like other kids,..
not too smart,..
not too dumb,..
Have fun with others,..
Without being label,..

going through this,..
all day long,.
wish it ends,.
with a happy ending,..
which is wished through every Christmas,..