Little Do They Know
Sometimes I wonder if I even exist.
Ideas of feelings I though i'd never miss
Seeing what they want
Believing what they hear
Friends turn away
Happiness is dull
The signs are clear
They will end it here
Little do they know
How much they could have cared
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