Wrong
I am not okay.
I never will be.
I am the problem.
No one cares about me.
I am the darkness in a world of light.
I am the cause of so many wrongs and no rights.
I am a walking mistake.
I shouldn't exist.
Everyone hates me.
I deserve no bliss.
I am stupid.
I am pathetic.
I am not wanted.
I am a depressant.
And the world would be better off without me.
The honest truth is, those are all lies.
They are lies that I believed
For the longest time.
I am better than I thought I was.
And I owe it all to those
Who showed me love.
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