Gone

Location

Just because I sit in the back of the room

And send an empty stare…

I’m not an air!

I care!

I swear…

You look at me but you can’t see

The face that passes by…

Oh, I want to cry!

Why?

Just try!

Not everyone here can cheer

Some, just want to be in..  

Don’t grin!

You sin…

You win…

 

I’m gone….

 

 

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