I wear bright blue skirts and yellow shirts
And watch you say my name
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Words knock the life out of me
Y
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Grin makes me cry
Y
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Say you don’t care about me
So why did you come tonight?
I read your poems
The messages and words never sent
I saw my name hidden beneath the black colored rant
You say that you’re over me
You say you don’t care
But you cry over little things
Am I really still there?
Would I really still care?
If you needed me there.
Good question
But my darling I am Outcast
Because I am strong
I fight for my happiness
I cry when it’s done
So next time you message me
Even If it’s to start a fight
I will respond with “You’re right”
And turn off the lights