Chalk
I was fat
and a kid
but I hid
all of that
in my head
in my heart
I stayed quiet
just did my part
everyday rejection
no social interaction
never got a reaction
chalk it up to parent problems
move on to the next town
do it all again
sometimes good
most times bad
but always sad
work it out
work it hard
break my back
buy a car
ignore the scares
chalk it up to addiction problems
move on to the next one
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