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there is a boy i like who sits on my bus,

he laughs and jokes with his friends,

he smiles showing his teeth,

there is a boy i like who sits on my bus,

he forces out laughter and no longer jokes,

you will rarely see him smile.

there is a boy i like who sits on my bus,

he doesn't try to fake laughter and never jokes,

he never smile anymore.

there is a boy i like who sits on my bus,

you can see the cuts on his arms,

the burn marks in his wrists,

the darkness in his eyes,

the pain inside.

there was a boy that i liked who will never again sit on my bus,

he wrote to his friends saying

Its not your fault,

i love you guys.

and he wrote to me,

i have always loved you.