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you must be the type.
that type who thinks I don't exist
I'm not worth existing to you.
not worth the glance you gave everybody else
not worth it to sacrifice a smile
or a polite nod
anything to me or from me is worthless to you
you must be this type
because you don't look at me
you ignore me
you can't see me
but I do have a few friends
who are better then you
because you are worthless to me to.
but you're so happy with yourself
you don't ever stop and think
"she seems sad"
I always see you yet you never see me
I walk right in front of you
you see me as a body in the way
never would you talk to me
never would you wait for me
never open a door for me
like I would for you
I know people who do wait
would you?