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What You Will Never See
I’m just sitting and watching All the people that pass near my life A truth so true it sickens me Not one of you know me Just dust in the wind passing by gently Unnoticed, ineffective or perhaps uncaring The loneliness that pores from my eyes Perhaps this loneliness that is me No I can’t not lie Not to you and not to my self This loneness is me IV done it so long Aced every test Graduated with honors But with out any friends An addiction with no drug to consume A black sheep, failure and freak All labels that “define” me Labels were meant for cloths But that douse not stop the harshness of the words Ill never be what you want me to be Ill never be able to rise above this steaming pile of *****I site a pone So state at me till I see and look away as if it couldn’t be Laugh at my expense when you believe i'm out of hearing rang Bruise my body when you think i’m too week to fight back In the end though your words may sting and fist make me bleed You can not really hurt me You will never be close enough to see me Because like all things you only pass near by Never stopping to ponder why Never stopping to see the truth that is so blatent to find
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