In a world so big,
I feel so small,
As insignificant as a twig
Dangling from a tree, just waiting to fall.
What am I to you? To all?
Answer: probably not much.
I'm just another student walking the halls,
As everyone else flies by in a rush.
Then there's the swarming crowd at lunch.
What does everyone else see?
I see people talking in a bunch,
But is anybody talking or thinking about me?
I'm just one fish in a sea of many;
Everyone else is a dime, while I'm just a penny.
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