In the day i have left
not a hug or a kiss is given
I am forgotten
To walk this earth alone and depressed
I'm not dead
and yet, treated as such
Just a shodow the blocks the way
just a waste of air
But I continue to walk, to live
Why? I have nothing
No one to care if I live or Die
Why do i press on?
Why? Because I refuse to be beaten
I will Not stay Forgotten for long
Not anymore will I let them walk over me
I will make a statement
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