I feel like no one understands me.
Whatever I say seems to be turned against me.
Whatever I say is ultimately considered wrong.
And I don't know what to do.
Everytime I think I have turned into a good person, a better person, everyone tells me I am wrong.
That I really am a terrible person.
And I do not want to be a terrible person.
But I guess I am.
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Fade
PoetryWe're all just fading away... drifting apart... never to see each other as a whole...
