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I wish they knew,

how much it hurts,

when I see them make fun of her.



They make fun of her,

when the tears fall,

They fall like the rain,

that falls tonight.



I wish I could get away.

Away from this loudness, and hurt.

Yet with my luck,

I'm stuck.



Hearing the sobs.

Watching the tears fall.

Feeling the pain.



I wish they knew how it feels.

Because when they hurt her,

it hurts me too.