Spotlight!
Spotlight! All eyes on me!
The speaker and the mic! So listen to me tonight. Hundreds, if not at least one ear.
Everyone walks on by, but noone listens because noones alive.
Noone! Because noone cares if I die. Noone!
Lying half sleep in the sunlight ready for eternal rest.
Slice! A quick flick of the wrist.
And now I'm dying. And now I'm somebody. Because everybody's crying.
But noone!
I'm still a noone!
A nobody!
This poem is about:
Our world
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