I am.

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I was always the one,
I dream about it
I live it.

For I know the fear
Of being left alone.

The words won't come out
Wrapped a mask to
Fake my smile.

These misted feelings
This numbness
This long lost desire to survive.

The world won't notice
If I were to vanish.

I am the unseen
The unknown
friend of the group
For I am the FIFTH FRIEND.

I wish I could become one of them

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