Pushed
Pushed to the front
I stumble on over places
Pushed to the side
I try to see your faces
The dead cold eyes
The dried up smile
Really seem to push away
Pushed to the back
I catch my step
Pushed into duty I didn't ask for
I try my best to act more
But you don't really care
Because all you do
Is push away.
Copyright © Anya Chebukina | Year Posted 2012
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