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Everyday I see all these people. They seem so happy and Loved. I see them smile and I know it's not fake. I see them have fun and enjoy being alive.

But then...

But then I see myself. I see misery. I see despair. I see a heart that's shriveled. A heart that's broken. A heart thats's never felt love before.

And...

And I feel Pain. I'm never motivated because I never had someone to motivate me. I can never focus because I never had someone to focus on. And when I see myself, I dont see 'Me', instead I see someone that someone else created. I see the person someone else wants me to be. And the only way I can be myself is if I have patience. But I just, can't. Everyone sees Good in me, but all i see are the thoughts of someone who's corrupt. But, i still see Good. I see the Good that is the real me fighting the Evil that is the fake. But he's losing the battle, because he's not focused. and he's not focused because he's not motivated. and he's not motivated because he feels Pain. And he feels Pain because he's never felt,

Love.