I am alone
I know what its like,
To not belong,
To be called weird,
Just for being me.
I am alone,
I know not what I did,
I know not why,
But I stand alone.
I sit in my room,
Trying to hide the tears,
To hide my feelings,
I bottle my ideas,
I seclude myself.
No one understands,
No one cares,
I am nothing,
I am nothing.
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