I want to cry,
I want to run wild and free,
But there's no one's shoulder for me to cry upon
And there's no where to run away to
I feel surronded, yet I'm alone
I want someone to notice me for me
For who I am, and what I do
But no one can find the time for me
I'm just not important enough
Work is, it seems
Even work for which has no pay
Too busy, for everything
Including me
Although I am not,
They are and I recieve ignorance
My deeds aren't acknoledged
No one notices me
But when I leave, will they notice
Will they miss me
Will they finally realize their mistakes
I hope for them, they will grow up
But in my mind, I see no hope
Although they choose in what they do,
I am blamed, for everything, it seems
They just complain and lie to me
They really don't understad me
They never will, and nither will I
But they could try, they really could
They just won't
Because I am not of importance to them
 
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