Alone
Alone is how I feel
Sitting there in my own shell
Unnoticed and insignificant
You don’t hear my voice
You don’t look into my eyes
I truly am the speckled pup in the corner
Occasionally I will get a sympathetic pat on the head
When you have nothing else to do you visit me
But I am easily forgotten.
I am left in the cold and the rain.
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