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It's my time to learn
my youth wasted asking you the questions I needed
why ask questions when you feel defeated
I feel so small, as you call on your favorites
like an actor without lines
is he really needed?
and as I reach out to you for a good reason
I crave to learn and you act like its treason
The tears taste salty, as my mouth begins to shake
I want you to know
I want to learn and not waste the day
and you smile like you don't care
as i waste my day thinking why i am here