She sits all alone

In a room full of hate

She stares at their eyes

And notices they’re fake

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The world outside is dull and gray

She sits helplessly at her desk

And waits for her life

To pass her away

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She doesn’t belong here

Now its gone to far

But her hate is bottled up

And locked tightly in a jar

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‘till she just lost it

She just had to have her emotions shown

But if this is where it gets her

Her hate has only grown

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Yet she sits

Just forever waiting

It makes her sick to be surrounded

By so much hating

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-Ashley Knight