I hear, I listen,
but I feel no one else is,
There are times people,
Are In there bubble lives,
just a void,
Another world,
A place where they can avoid,
The hardship around them,
And turn a blind eye,
Sorry, I have no change,
Just hundreds in my wallet,
He say’s I care just the same,
As he walks away,
He looks down and say’s it a shame.
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