Loneliness

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My life is nothing

Why do I live

I’m nothing but a spec

On the earth in which I live



Even though

There’s lots of specs

It’s different for me

‘Cause of my loneliness



I cry each day

Wish I was like them

But it’ll never change

But it’s supposed to be



Maybe I’ll succeed

Maybe I won’t

Maybe I’ll be popular

But that’s a don’t



I hope when I am old

Everything will change

I’ll make a difference

In the way of the world

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written circa 1995-1999 (age 9-13)

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