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Alone.

Alone:

I have very few friends,

I walk alone in this empty hole,

No one really cares,

They act as if I have no soul.

My family causes me pain,

They make me cry,

All of them hate me,

Why do I even try?

People at school push me,

They say mean things,

The teachers look the other way,

And treat the other kids like kings.

When I'm in public I see kids point,

I hear my peers laugh in their little groups,

I stare at my feet as I pass them,

They trip me and say, "Oops".

To most people I'm just a freak,

But the truth is I'm just me,

Yes I am different,

And one day I will be free.

This battle has made me stronger,

It has made me a better person,

But it has also made me more cautious,

About if things will start to worsen.

My happiness is long gone,

With no trace left,

I fake a smile everyday,

Knowing who is responsible for the theft.

The only thing keeping me sane,

Is my best friend Ali,

I wouldn't be alive if it wasn't for her,

She's more loyal than a border collie.

Hopefully things will get better,

Maybe things will change,

Then I won't have to hide,

But will always be known as strange...