observer

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i've always been an observer.

on the outside looking in,

never really being a part of anything

a loner

sitting in the back of the class,

hearing everyone's conversations

but never being apart of them.

but oh how i dream

how i dream to be on the inside looking out,

how i dream to be a part of something.

to sit in the front of the classroom and to finally,

be apart of their conversation.

oh, how i dream.

-a

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