I tried to fit in,
But no matter how hard I tried
I never could and never will,
I can act and look like everybody else,
But I would just be fake,
Not my true self,
A loner;A freak,
While everyone else plays sports,
I read and write stories and poetry,
About things that do not and will not exist,
I can dream they do,
But deep down I know,
That they do not exist,
And I will never be accepted,
Maybe one day I will stop dreaming,
Maybe one day I will stop believing,
And maybe one day I will just give up on life,
I try so hard to live,
But some days I just want to die,
Everywhere I go I get treated like I am nothing,
I know I will never have someone there for me,
To be there for me,
Care about me,
Love me for me,
A friend when I need one,
Because who would want to be friends with me,
Clearly no one,
All just because of who I am.
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