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I just want to know.

Why people treat me so low.

Am I not good enough of a friend?

You just want to pretend?

I'm confused, honestly.

Go ahead and tell me.

What is it? What's the problem?

If there's more than one we can solve them.

Silence, and the dark.

That's my key to avoid people's barks.

I feel isolated and gone.

Where is the excitement? Where's the fun?

I hate being ignored.

It's like when I knock, nobody answers their door.

This is why I focus on myself.

And act like I don't know anybody else.

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