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Alone


I alone am here to stay, Far away far away I look at the mirror and what do I see? But a lonely little girl like me I wonder if she can talk like me Or walk like me Or even run a mile like me But what I know in this world Is how lonely is that little girl Black hair, big black eyes Black, black as the big night skies The one who carries the poems from people who die. Who I want to be who knows But when I look I see that little girl In this lonely little, little world. I want to be her.
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Hi, my name is Kay Lynn Boyer. I grew up in a small town called trinidad in colorado, i was adopted at teh age of 6 and ever since then I have had trouble growing up as a regular kid. When i was younger being adopted wasn't the usual, "this is how i grew up" thing. I have always felt different from everyone else, even though my parents say i am not, but I know i am. I can feel it. My biological parents were drugatics and alcoholics. I never really knew i was adopted til i was about 8 or 9. I alwasy thought i was with my real parents. As time went along I became more an dmore insecure about myseld, there has never been a time where i felt normal like other kids in my neighborhood, until I became friends with everyone else, i noticed that they were treating me like a normal person in the world and now i know I am jsut like them. Even though i know I am different there will never be a time where i put myself down. My life was pretty complicated up to this point because i never let people help me with my private situations either they would find out through the cuts on my arms or how i acted around them. I was bullied, emotionally and [physically, I was zexually offended and so now i feel like i will never go back. I am having counseling by my counselor and also my friends. I sometimes feel like it does not help but other times it cheers me up. I am Kay Lynn Boyer and I know I am like other poeple in this world. I will make a difference to others.

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savigirl14
<P>You're not alone</P>

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