To Matter
To Matter
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Why do I not matter, like the empty rungs of a broken ladder, I’ve tried my hardest for them to see, what a good friend that I could be, yet I’m proven wrong continuously, that what I thought just isn’t free, so now I pay for what I mean, to myself and others I’m in between, I’m giving now not a second thought, that how I feel was never taught, or sought. Plain then simply, not a lot.
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