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Ignored


Everybody seems to see right through me

anything I ever do

is just for their benefit

because me, I always receive the deficit.

That may be why

I hide up in my little shell

with me, myself and I

not much to tell.

I sit in the dark, yet still in the light

nothing to tell time

besides my sight.

 

Sights can be deceiving, this is true

but their sight ignores me and you.

We are like little pawns on the big board,

everyone gets a move

but us

to be ignored.

 

Although we aren't seen

and sometimes it feels like a dream

we front up a smile

only to be exiled.

Until we're needed

is when we're called

only to do deeds for all.

 
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