Am I over exaggerating?
Am I being a pain?
Did I do something wrong?
Why?
Can I at least know why?
I've been left behind,
in the dark,
ignorant and foolish,
I was so stupid.
I was left,
forgotten,
ditched.
Was I someone to avoid?
Was I stupid to hope for good friends?
Is it hopeless to have bonds?
All I wanted was a friend,
a family that I could trust,
something stronger then just blood ties.
Such wishful thinking,
a childish view.
I thought I had finally found it,
a group,
a family I could call my own,
a place where I could belong.
But, no.
It was never possible,
I have searched so long,
I have wandered so far,
only to be left behind,
just to be forgotten.
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My Negativity As A Positive
PoesíaMy random poems that are either negative or positive, it's your choice.