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People pick there teams

First friends and talents

Then others they talk with

Last of all there’s me

Only allowed because it’s required

Because they have to be inclusive

Otherwise I wouldn’t be picked

Left on the side lines

Even more alone

Fading into the background

Every time I hope for change

It never really comes

I feel so unreal

Like I’m a ghost

To prove that wrong I cut

The blood warm and reassuring

But even so no one cares

In their eyes I’m not there

So tonight I’ll disappear

Their worlds won’t change

They’ll be fine

And my pain will end

With a bottle of pills

And hope for the future

A better world beyond the sky