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Out Crowd

March 26, 2009
By alexandra Rapley BRONZE, Reading, Pennsylvania
alexandra Rapley BRONZE, Reading, Pennsylvania
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I watch.
I learn.
I sit.
I live.
I breathe.

My heart beats.
My mind runs fast.
"Why can't you be like them?"
My voice plays.
My so called "friends" walk away.

I'm alone.
I'm cold.
I'm suffering all alone.
I guess that's part of the out crowd.


The author's comments:
This peice is how I feel and go through my days. It also appears on my profile on deviant art. Sometimes I really wish people would take care in noticing those few who never are normal.

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