misunderstood
wish I could just blend into the corner
waiting for people to walk by
unseen
unheard
untouched
forever lost in the world of the misplaced,
with the forgotten and unwanted items of the world
blending into the furniture
that's what id like to do best
to be forgotten
to be unseen
maybe even to be unwanted so I can go my own way
but never to be misunderstood
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