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Everyday I come to school.
Knock the rules in my head.
Everyone goes by and I smile,
even though I'm dead.

All my life I have tried
to fulfill an empty goal.
All these years of hoping,
have only left an empty soul.

Everyday is like the last one,
with me on the outside.
No one seems to notice
that I'm along for the ride.

School is just a bore,
and I don't even care.
Look deeply into my eyes.
There is no one there.

I know one thing for sure.
I just want to go away.
How much more can I take?
It's hard to face it everyday.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Published in "Kencoll" Nov. 1978.

Published again by "The Inkling" Feb. 1982

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