I feel like an alien.
If you go to outer space,
I'm pretty sure you'll find me.
Lately I feel like I don't fit in,
ANYWHERE
I don't even know myself anymore.
I feel strange, like if I try hard enough
I'll disapear and no one will notice.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know what to do.
I feel strange and undone.
I feel like a rag doll that
Got put in place and was told to stay.
I can't even understand what I'm writing anymore.
TBH
I feel stuck and plastic.
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How I Feel
Non-FictionThis book will mostly be of poems that I write either in class or at home. The poems usually represent something I think about a lot, experiences, or just my life. Most of the poems will NOT rhyme, so if thats what you're looking for, look somewhere...
