I am a nobody with countless opinions. An issue, just a thing to deal with. A problem, a social outcast. I am a waste, a waste of time, a waste of energy, a waste of space. Tapped amongst my hatred, trapped amongst my pain, I am lost... Lost in a dark and endlessly spinning world, a world of insecurity, a world of shame, a world where nothing is good enough for anyone, a world where there are only two sides to every story...Why can't there be three? I would be the third side, trapped in a catagory of my own. I am different, I am not like you, I am not like anyone. I am here in body, yet far and longing in mind. I am a ridicule, a human weakness, I am a nobody, I am nothing. I am just forced to be here... forced to suffer.
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