In a room
In a crouded room
No one notices me
Only I see me
I must be invisible
So that’s good
I don`t have to talk
Wheni don`t wont to
But it gets a lil boring
I may say hi
But that’s hard
I don`t know these people
They are all in groups
I don`t know who I wont to be
So who should I hang with
Maybe the kids that bullie
Or the kids that are nice
Maybe a church girl
I could be in a gang
Yeah that’s what ill do
I can die faster on the streets
But I need my friends
So ill just be invisible 4 now
My life will slowly pass soon.
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