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28.

I always feel left out.
When will I belong?

I don't think I am strong.
I wish someone would rescue me.
But they won't,
Because I'm a lost cause.

Somehow I can't find my way on my own.
I'm hopeless,
in a world filled with lies.

In my head the tiny voices whisper —
"Nobody loves you."
"It's time to let go."

I wonder around by myself.
Feeling cold, a little damp.
I look up,
The rain pours down —
Drenching me from head to toe.

But I stand still.
As if though the rain can somehow —
wash away my miseries,
Or cleanse my mind.

The voices whisper —
"Just please take me home,
I'm stuck out here all alone."

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I know it was trashy lately I've been having writer's block...