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Destined for failure

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When I look around me
I see happy fulfilled people,
laughing with their friends,
hugging dear loved ones.

When I look up at them
they smile hopefully.
I force a crooked smile,
praying that they don't see the pain.

When I look into these cheery people, I feel lost.
They have homes to go to, and people who care.
I have no one. Just my neurotic thoughts, and me.

When I look at my reflection I see
a lonley girl, trapped in a world of sorrow.
I see a girl with so much potentail,
but nobody sees.

When I look back at my life
I see a doomed child,
starved for acceptance,
destined for failure.





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