Eden Sheffroth Biography

I don't really have much to say anymore
The words are all long gone
My pains all played out, my poems a bore
Like the tune of an overplayed song
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What the hell did I do
To cause you to act this way?
What the hell did I say?
To make you walk by like you don't even know me?
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Lining up on the way to the subway
I pass crowds of thousands of faces
Each one unique, each one rare
And as cold as the glaciers and the cruel North Wind
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Sitting in a classroom
Wondering what is true, struggling with all my might
The past swirls around me, my pen is a broom
Sweeping up the dust and cobwebs I begin to write
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Don't talk to me, you aren't my type
Prince of teenage society
I never understood all the hype
Of the gang of fake friends called popularity
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