“I see the duo in the trio!”

Well what abt the girl left solo?

Do you see her?

I hate buses.

Two per seat,

No more

No less.

Them two together,

Me one seat over.

Conversations I’ll never hear

or take part in,

Jokes I’ll never get to laugh to,

Forgotten from their fun.

Never me on the inside,

Never me on their mind,

Never me because I’m just too kind.

I offered,

That is true,

But you didn’t include me.

That’s the difference.

Never me who’s remembered,

Never me who’s a real member,

Guess I gotta blame my stupid temper.

Shut down when I’m mad,

No I don’t want to talk.

Yes when I’m so freaking done,

I just run away, or walk.

Never me who gets the joke

(it was made when I wasn’t there),

Never me who gets let it,

This isn’t fair!

And I’m to blame,

Bc I shut them out too,

Don’t let them in,

Don’t talk,

Don’t let them see.

Because in their minds,

The girl who’s hurting?

No that could never be me.