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Not Me


I don't really think much

As to who is who

and what the hell I am doing

I get how being commited is good

I get how being connected

might fulfill you

but i'm not

I am not and  I don't think i ever will be

I don't connect

Don't remember their faces

I have to hide who I love

because apparently i am going to hell if i love another human

Same sex

says my parents

is incredibley vile

i'm a abomination

i am the black sheep

i feel alone

no matter who i might sleep next to tonight

I don't really think

It goes past me in a haze

So what is a healthy relationship look like?

The answer is this:

Not me.

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