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Misunderstood
Always trying, but never getting anywhere
Speaking my mind, but better off silent
Picky about the company I keep, but complete strangers understand me better
Never knowing where I stand, because I never had a good footing to begin with
Why I bother anymore, I don’t even know
It seems as if this is just the way things are, now and forever, misunderstood
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Charles D. Hill
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