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I'm More


I’m more than just a body

            Filling up a chair

I’m more than just a mark

            In a book that says

           ”I’m here”

 

I’m more than just a freak

            For your laughter’s fun

And more than just a girl

            With a bullet and a gun

 

I’m an individual

            Proud of who I am

But even I cannot take

            Some of the things

          That have been done

 

So one day when you come in

            Look around the room

And notice that the chair’s empty

            And that I, once there

         Am gone

 

You’ll notice that the check mark

            Has turned into an “A”

And all your laughter suddenly

            Has faded fast away

 

My seat will soon be filled

            And my name soon removed

And you will find a brand new target

            That soon will leave you too

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