The popularity competition some people turn life into
Left out of the newspaper like an article untrue
That's right left me out like a loaf with green spots
A piece of fruit with a rot
Just to soothe the quick hot impulses of favoritism's elation
Just to get that fast care bear hugging heart flinging declaration
But someone has to be left out to make the chosen feel good
Like toys in a play pen picked up and hugged or flung over the side
To be excluded, unheard, denied
And from the other side of the pen I had to question
Why did you exclude me, why do I not get a mention?
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