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Alone
People stared at me different,
they didn't play kind,
there eyes were closed blind.
They watched and laughed,
didn't care what was beneath
my skin.
The me inside, the I,
no emotion could satisfy.
And each one that acted,
they cared about the man
in the cage,
played sorry so they'd avoid the
rage.
Sitting and wondering why
no one looked,
their minds were taken and booked.
Isn't no use wanting to go that way now,
it never mattered anyhow.
Feeling like no one understand you? When everyone around you is acting like they care, but you don't believe it. Boy do I know how that feels. Keep your head up!