my arms are getting weak
and my back is bending
and snapping
from all this i am
carrying on my shoulders
i
do
not
love
you
apologizes are
broken promises
how far does sorry
go when you
end up
all alone?
Don't think of me as some person that may be in your class. Don't think of me as some person you may pass on the sidewalk. Don't think of me as some person that you hate. Don't think of me as some person you love. Think of me as you. Relate to my words.
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