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David Gross
April 11, 1994
poem 027
"Come out and socialize with us."
I for so long wanted to be part of a "click"
But never was
I hate being alone, feeling like a shadow
But it always happens
I fear saying Good bye, so I don't say anything
But I know I should try
I hide behind a smile, my hearts cry's I hide
Now you ask for me to come out and abide
I say yes, I have so much to say,
but no one seems to hear
I long to laughf and have fun again
But no one thinks it's funny
I dread being Just a shadow, that no one really knows
But I usually am
I want to come out and socialize.
I want to be your friend.
I want to be your friend.