Small

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I have to talk
The teacher cant see

I need to speak
But i am far too weak

She cannot hear my tiny voice
I cry for help, no other choice

I am small

She has no eyes
No heart
My soul dies

I am small

She cant see the cuts,
The tears,
My fears

I am small

She cant see how i call
I need someone

She glares at me
For wanting to speak

I am small

She cant see my pain
School is the cloud,
She is the rain

I an small

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