Insensitive
I don't really have friends
I sit all alone during break
All the people I called "friends"
Are all gone to new grades
While I am stuck in my head
Trying to figure out
What went wrong
All other's accepted
They denied my plea
I hope they are happy
With what they see
Because all I have never known
Is now a distant image
Thought I had made peace
With a deck with no ace
The Real Hypnotic
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