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A lot of monsters roll my way;It’s really hard to make them go away.
Another day stuck in dismay Rain clouds follow me everywhere Just another bad day they say I know they don't even care
You saw me there yelling for help You didn't care You saw the pain You could have helped me up You knocked me down instead You kept hurting me You didn't care
One day you will realize how much you hurt us physically and mentally One day you will see the pain in our faces One day you will noticed how many lives you ruined
I wake up, 5 am as usual I get ready for the torture ahead I arrive at school I walk down the hall to my first class I sit down "GROSS!"