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My Mind:

But I tried to stay out of the shadows and hide my feelings,

But I still have that sad empty pit that never seems to go away.

I walk through the halls, thinking maybe someone may talk to me. I raise my hopes up too much, I guess.

I want to be innocent of my problems but I know that I messed up many times to forgive myself.

I have that dead feeling, as if I'm in another dimension but still walking on this planet.

People don't look at me, and people don't hear me. So I actually believe I'm a ghost.

Second Mind:

But people actually do forget about her.

The way she acts is anoying and they just want to be left alone.

My Mind:

But I hate being lonely....

Second Mind:

Nobody cares if she feels lonely. She is just an object. Who cares if she gets hurt?

She doesn't praticipate in anything. She isn't anyone special. She had made no difference except hurt the ones she connect with.

My Mind:

I wanted to do so much stuff. I wanted to be in sports so much.

I wanted to be involved in so many stuff ever since 4th grade.

But I'm not allowed to.

Mothers Perspective:

It's because you have bad grades. And I don't even trust you.

My Mind:

I just thought it'll motivate me to do better.

Mothers Perspective:

It doesn't work that way.

My Mind:

*gives up the hopes of having a life*

Ok...

All I do is sit around. I can't even focus anymore. Maybe being in a sport and being involved in stuff would help me be into one place again.

But ok

All I do is sit in silence, thinking what is my life going to turn out.

can't. do. anything.

This is also one of the reason my life sucks.

I have no life whatsoever.

Second Mind:

People look over her, like she is a table.

She walks the hall, with that dead look in her eyes. But sometimes she snaps out and see some of her friends.

Friends Perspective:

But even her friends don't hear her sometimes

She is so quiet.

My Mind:

How am I so quiet? I talk so much, and so loud,

But people say they didn't hear me.

I walk in front of people, they don't even look up.

Maybe I actually am invisible.

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