Everything rotates around me,
I'm a little out of it,
Voices skip my ears,
And little things miss my eyes,
Everything feels lost,
But my puzzle starts to fit,
As I realize I'm missing something,
A lot of people have,
You always talk about crushes,
Who's hot and who's not,
And I'll just nod along,
I'll see magezines,
And what songs are about,
And it makes my puzzle clearer,
For I have found what I am not,
I am not straight,
Not lesbian or bi,
I'm not pansexual,
Or a lot of other labels,
It makes sense to me,
That I am one of the few,
Who were born without,
What society is based about,
I have no sexual attraction,
And it fits just like that,
It makes sense now,
How I always felt a little out,
That something was not right,
And now the label was found,
And my puzzle grew closer to its end,
I can feel more at peace,
Knowing who I am.
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This was about my sexuality, which is asexual, if you haven't found out yet
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Depression Poetry Book
PuisiThis is where I will write my poems. These poems are based off my feelings and life, so mostly, if not all of them are sad. - Poems will be added when I get inspired to write them.
