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Sorry, I don't really know you.

Fellow students, same classes.

My mate Mitchell vouches for you.

You must be a good guy

But we come from different social circles y'know?

I'm sure we would be mates

But I just don't know you.

Like, I've seen you around school

We've talked more than a couple of times.

Had a laugh, brief thought it was.

You made that short film, remember?

You're a bloody prodigy! 

Even I thought it was dope.

You stood on stage in front of the school

With the principal explaining your achievements

And I knew you. We were in the same class.

I clapped with everyone else.

But I didn't really know you.

School finished, you excelled of course.

I went to university, but you...

You went to New York man!

Studying film, your dream right?

I assumed so, we didn't really talk often.

But, like, while we are all still here, 

You were taking a step towards success.

Something most of us still haven't

I didn't really know you but

I was sort of proud.

11 months and I haven't seen you.

Haven't really thought about you.

Once or twice maybe, I remember you 

As the kid who was happy a lot.

You weren't popular like me

But you had friends

Who laughed and loved you.

They're back in Australia.

But they remember you. 

Miss you.

Yesterday or the day before,

I'm not really quite sure

They found your body.

Hit and run they think.

But, like, surely not.

You're not the kid who stops doing.

You're the success story in years to come.

And I didn't really know you

I spent 3 years with you

But we didn't really talk.

And I'm not justified,

Because I didn't know

But I miss you.

I'm not allowed

To be crying right now.

Only upon reflection am I seeing this.

I'm shattered and it's so wrong.

Because I didn't know you

But I am, and I wish I had.

But I didn't, I don't

And I won't.

See ya mate