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Jun 2017
People don't listen when I talk to them.
Their eyes, always looking for someone else.
Their arms, always limp and at their sides.
Their ears, always tired from listening.
Their breaths, exasperated sighs.
So I stopped talking.
Nobody really noticed.
I watched from afar.
I always wanted to be a part of the group, but I had no place at their table.
I was always alone.
No one came to talk to me, look at me, acknowledge me.
I was nothing.
Somebody Nobody
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Somebody Nobody  20/F/Santa Ana, USA
(20/F/Santa Ana, USA)   
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