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[bodytext] => It really hurts, the things you do I try to take it with some grace But I really hate you, when I see their face I told myself they’d never make me sad But, I never thought it’d be you The one who’d make me feel so bad You know, I’ll really try I promise, I won’t cry Are you my friend? Can I call you that? Do you really like me? ‘Cause you treated me like a doormat Why are people so mean? I know what I say I have really seen The way they act, the way they are Because of that I hope in life, they don’t go far I wish things were different They didn’t work as they do If things could change If no one remembered, no one knew The possibilities are endless There could be no such thing as friendless No one judging, who you are You could sit, by yourself With no one watching from afar I hate the world, as it is Popularity, says it all Who you talk to Who you call This isn’t right, You know it too The grass is green, The sky is blue, These things are set, But they are not true I don’t always know What I am saying People are shallow I completely realize It makes me sick To hear they’re lies To hear them say Those mean, mean things To have them ask “does my hair look alright” Every morning, every night They are my enemies, My best friends, my worst The base of my worries And all that comes first I hate them, but love them, No replacement be found, No matter how hard you try Everyone is like them Anything else is a lie The world I dream of, So close, near by But forever I’ll dream, Because some things, No matter how simple they seem, Just can’t be accomplished, The world is happy, Corrupt as it is, I guess I should adjust To what is and will be Because I now must, Do what is the best for me [comments] => 2 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 43 [informant] => 6_2 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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