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In a world full of negative people

I sit in between

Divided by a parallel line that rips me apart

At an angle I may look normal

But to you normal is not me

The probability of me surviving in this world of pain is a fraction upon you and I

Subtract me from this so-called life and you have no change

This poem is an equation of a life not wanting to live

Twists and turns bring me down

My mind clouded all the time

Conclusions to decisions are hazy

I walk along with my head down

There's nothing wrong with me

Is there...

To you the word freak comes to mind

All of you are stereotypes

Leaving me with more pain

My life already sunk into depths never seen

Can't retreive it

I have no energy left to go

End me now will you

Don't leave any proportion of me behind

Memories are bad...