Do you ever get that feeling to disappear
To not be here anymore
Not just invisible
But gone
I wonder if anyone would look
wonder If i was alone
wonder if I'm okay
wonder if I'm still Alive.
Will they ever know
no
Because I'm not in their group
i'm an outcast
Who would care for an outcast
no one
I'm leaving slowly
one minute at a time
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I'm an outcast. Who would care for an outcast? We're all dying slowly, why not now? All we ever do is act happy in front of everyone. I'm tired of acting happy, i want to be happy all the time. Who else is tired of acting or am i the only one?
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The Real Me, What I Feel, What I See
ŞiirPoems that i make. They may be about my thoughts, actions, or just about anything i think of. Please don't judge, i know I'm not the greatest. Have a good Day
