Deserving.
We hear.
We live.
We’re clueless.
We didn’t do anything.
We didn’t say anything.
We didn’t act,
We were just there.
They call us names,
They tell us things.
They hurt,
We cry.
They call,
We fall.
They say,
We lay.
And as we lay,
We believe.
And as we believe,
We ponder.
And as we ponder we think,
What did we do.
I don’t deserve this,
Nobody does.
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