Unseen, Unheard
My words only reach the ears of the deaf, and the eyes of the blind. Ivy Winter
Unable to Accept
You know, as an adult, I remember telling my sister, "she isn't your friend you know". I had been referring to one of the girls at our work. You see, my sister and I used to work at the same office job, and she used to be really close to one of the girls there. I didn't know the girl well, I actually didn't know anyone at the office well. It wasn't because I had only just commenced working there, it was because I was so far removed from work life that I saw it only as a polite thing to know at lest the peoples names. It sounds strange if you feel the same as I did back then, but that was how I looked at it. They weren't my friends, I wasn't theirs. It was work, and that's it. There isn't any reason why I should do anything other then my own work. I shouldn't need to talk to anyone. I don't need to ask how they were. This was pretty much how I felt in school as well. I was only there to do my job. So you could imagine why I said ...
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