They ignore me.
They persistently ignore me.
They hate me.
Consistently thrown into the corner.
It’s not my fault. I’m made the way I am.
Sure, my voice is annoying.
But without me, you wouldn’t remember anything.
Sure I interrupt you when you are in your happiest moment.
When you’re sleeping.
I’m sorry, alright?
They hate me.
They throw my body across the room.
They slap me about til I’m quiet.
Til not a sound comes out of me.
Yet day in and day out I’m here.
Waiting for my time.
Waiting to speak in that annoying voice you hate.
Haha. This is really quite amusing.
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