Tears stream down my face.
But they are nothing compared to the pain inside.
I'm not loved.
I'm not wanted.
Where do I fit in?
I've walked for many years looking,
searching for that place.
Where I can finally fit in.
But it doesn't exist does it?
I'm a freak.
I'm not loved.
Not wanted.
Where the Hell do I belong in this world?!
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My Poems
PoetryA collection of poems all written by me when times were hard and when life was great. Read and enjoy! COPYRIGHT: All my works are copyrighted under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988. This includes all chapters, prologues/epilogues and asso...
