I walk the halls,
Not seen by most,
They pass me by,
And I wanna cry
I sit alone,
Nobody notices me,
I feel free,
Only It's not so great
I have good friends,
But I get mad,
I don't remember them,
Then they get sad
Pass me by,
I don't know why,
I even tried,
While you all left
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