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As I walk
I can see them point and laugh
I can hear them talk
.
As I run
I hear them shout
I see they’re having fun
.
As I fall
I notice they’re ignoring me
Like I don’t matter at all
.
As I lie on the floor
They walk by like I’m not there
It doesn’t matter anymore
.
As I scream
I can see the disgust on their faces
I pray it’s just a bad dream
.
As I cry
They hurry past
I wish I’d just die