Friends

by zadyrose   Mar 12, 2005


Always watching my friends through this glass,
trying to get in with no avail,
I'm just a figure from the past,
the one doomed to fail,

they laugh and i hear their cheer,
i cry as i watch them play,
they don't care that I'm not there,
i guess its better that way,

i watch them for a little while,
then walk away in tears,
never again to smile,
as alone i face my fears.

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