None Asks For

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I am indecisive.
My correct decisions could just be a coincidence.

I am dependent.
When I do things myself, it's one of those rare events.

I am irresponsible.
Other people were blamed with my own mistakes.

I am unreliable.
No one trusts me, and I trust no one.

I am stuck.
I let setbacks block the path I'm taking.

I am lost.
The obstacles took me deep into the forests.

I am gone.
The world tilted to wipe me off it's surface.

I am forgotten.
No one stares, so no one cares.

I am irrelevant.
My name isn't mentioned in the populace of the world.

I am not alienated.
Even aliens won't admit I'm one of them.

I am not stranded.
No lonely places in the world want to take me in.

I am not locked.
No doors want me to cry behind them.

I am just a wish.
A wish that no one asks for.

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