Two O'clock

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Everyday at two o'clock,
I would stand in front of you.
Everyday at two o'clock,
I would be sitting behind you.
Everyday at two fifteen,
the bell would vibrate,
and they would enter.
Everyday at two fifteen,
they would stand in front of you,
and you would stand beside them
Everyday, Everyday,
I would stand alone in the abyss,
by myself,
with my arms open.
But you were never there,
you would never open you eyes to the different.
Why could you not see?
I was the one,
they were the rocks that would bring you down,
I was the fire that would bring you life.
But this is not reality,
I know,
This is a fantasy,
I am not the princess,
you are not the prince.
I am just me,
not good enough for you,
because you are just you.
It breaks my heart,
to see my dreams shatter with your blind eye.
Everyday, Everyday,
I would stand alone in the jungle,
by myself,
with my heart open.
But you were never there,
you would never open your mind to the different.
And everyday at two fortyfive,
I would walk in front of you.
And everyday at two fortyfive,
you would walk past me.





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