I am the girl you brushed past today
The one you sent flying
But you didn't stop to care
I am the girl your eyes glazed over
When you looked my way
You didn't see me there
I am the girl in the corner of the room
Hiding away
But desperate to be seen
I am the girl who spoke to you
With something worthwile to say
You didn't hear it though
I had to sit down next to you
I didn't know what to say
You didn't make the effort anyway
I cried, you didn't see
I'll be damned if you cared
You looked but you never saw
I am the girl 30 years from now
Who's name you will have forgotten
Lucky for me, Shame for you...
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