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I feel alone; on my own.
People are set free.
I can't help but be disheveled
At the memories I have gathered,
For they are now long gone.
Withering away...

The friends I used to be close to,
Now make me turn my head in evadence.
The characters they portray
Are fake with loathsome, taunting ways.
They act oblivious when I tell them
Things will never be the same.

One minute, I have the world,
The next I find myself boxed in a corner
With only unanswered questions
To disperse through-out my brain.

Everywhere I turn,
I am being betrayed.
Getting talked about;
Being scolded at.

My innocence will carry me no longer.
I have to find myself,
And a place where I belong.
A million tries to get away,
To find an escape.
The present will fade,
But I have a strong mind.
I will never let anyone take this dignity of mine.

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