No One
Stand at home,
All alone.
No one to call,
No one at all.
Maybe I'll stay,
Or maybe I'll go.
It doesn't matter to me.
No one will know.
Should I dye my hair?
Should I color my eyes?
There's no one to ask,
And they're going to laugh when I die.
No one will listen,
No one will hear,
No one has ever
Held me dear.
No one ever will,
No one wants me.
I'm such a pill.
Now I have to go
Because no one wants me.
So I'll leave you to forget me.
To manipulate and hate me.
1995
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