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I feel as if I’m looking

Through a void in space,



As though I will never find

My accepted place.



I always feel so different

Not as all the rest,



Part of me wants to belong

Part feels like a pest.



I was raised so different

Not with god in mind,



I was raised with love

But not a good kind.



Sometimes I feel worthless

No chance of being right,



Sometimes I feel hopeless

Just give up on the fight.



I want to have a peaceful sleep

One with peaceful dreams,



Not one with hate and monsters

Not ones with screams.



I want to trust this God

Give him my whole heart,



I go to online lessons

And still don’t know where to start