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I sit here humming
singing a sad song
no one cares to ask me
what could be wrong
i guess they learned their lesson
of this stupid game
they know when they do ask
i simply say my name
it is my life that bugs me
no one knows the truth
for when i go to speak up
my demon bites my tooth
away from home I'm goofy
my cheerful giggling self
it is when i get home
i feel like an old toy upon a dusty shelf
so when i sing my song of sorrow
until I'm saved at school tomorrow
ignore me
my unhappy
and watch my back when i leave