I'm sick

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79762
United States
31° 57' 45.4608" N, 102° 22' 50.718" W

I'm sick of their laughter
I'm sick of these folks
I don't understand them 
I don't get their inside jokes

No matter how hard I try 
I'll never be apart of that world
That's why I'll always go back to my people
This environment is too cold

I though we were friends, why aren't we talking?
Oh right we're not in class and you're with your friend
I guess I won't say hi , and instead I'll keep walking
I'm sick of this nightmare called highschool, I can't wait for it to end

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