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Nov 2013
It used to bother me that nobody listened
I was the ringing phone that was never picked up
It seemed that I was an island

It used to bother me that nobody paid attention
I was the shoe that was never tied
It seemed that I was a bare planet

It used to bother me that nobody cared
I was the pen that never wrote
It seemed that I was completely alone

But it no longer bothers me
Because I picked up myself
I liberated myself

I didn't feed off of attention
I tie my own shoe
I give myself company

Nobody but me cares
I write my own story
It seems that I am an island
swag
sabrine
Written by
sabrine  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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