Imagine

Imagine all the people in,

Many countries around the world.

And I still can't find the one for me.

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I know.

No one likes me for who I am inside,

Always getting hurt or used.

They all just stop and stare.

I want to get to know someone.

Only no one wants to get to know me, when will I learn to realize that,

Nobody cares.

This poem is about: 
Me

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