A Chance
I read the thoughts of others
I can see through thier facade
I look around and see my sisters and brothers
And I know they are playing sharades
They think I dont know
They think im clueless
But I can see through thier glow
Straight into the darkness
I do everything I can to help
But all they do is push me away
I come near and they yelp
They try to do it thier way
They want to change
But they don't want to take the chance
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