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Like a GhostShe is like a ghostIm just too quietSitting in the back of the roomId rather not be hereImmersed in her own little worldAny form of escapeA thousand things run through her mindClass related and personal thoughts intertwineI just cant seem to focusThe teacher calls her nameWho? Me?They turn around and stareWhispers crackle like burning woodPlease stop. PleaseThey all forgot she was thereShe gives an answer most correctAttention fades as does the red from a flustered faceHow frustratingShe is like a ghostBecause everyone forgets shes there.Dont forget me
Little AliceLittle Alice sitting in the rosesPainting their petals redShes living in a world all her ownA world inside her head.