I feel like I can't do anything right,
like there will always be someone looking at me like im not normal because I said something wrong.
I feel like no options right, like puzzles will forever be unsolved.
I feel like I'm the missing piece in the 8 billion piece puzzle.
The piece that is never found. It's hidden somewhere in a dark corner away from everyone else.
I'm the missing puzzle piece that will never be accepted by anyone, not even myself.
So what's the point in living if you're never going to fit in?
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Forever & Over
PoetryI wrote most of these when I was in a really dark time in my life it felt like I was drowning and sinking but now I finally learned how to float and breathe again. When I look back at these mistakes and this undescribable pain, I like to still wri...
