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confusion
written by lostinamirror05:13 PM 3/12/05I walk around my little town.
I see them looking,
I know im diffrent.
I know they hate it.
They look down on me in disgust.
I hear a girl comment on how ugly i look.
It tore me inside.
I am no diffrent from you.
Why can't I be accepted in this world of judgement.
I am a litte diffrent,
but aren't we all?
What is a world without a change?
We are all catagorised,
but where do i fit?
I am not a ned, i am not a trendy, im not a mosher, i am not emo and i am not goth.
What is left?
Where do i stand?
or do i stand?
Do I even exsist?
I dont want to live,
but i dont want to die.
Im confussed.
I dont know what there is for me.
I dont know what i want of me.
I dont even want to be me. |
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