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They've said it time and time again

You can never have to many friends

Make too many mistakes

But who can trust that?

They have a job, some working money,

While all I have is a pen and paper

And the choice to hide from the world

They told me to find some help

Get a therapist, tell a friend,

Stop the pain and get a life

But how do I do that?

How do I get over the pain,

The horrors I have faced,

The fear that one day, I'll be abandoned?

They told me that after the storm the rain,

They told me to trust in that,

To get some comfort, and it'll be just fine

But how do I believe that?

How do I do that when my home,

My only friend, my life, are all falling into pieces right now?

They said that every failure leads to success

And that things will work out in the end

Then will I stay in the failure stage?

Because I've been trying for all my life,

To make things work, to ''get a life,''

I guess it'll never work

They've told me lies,

They said that we're all different

Said that I won't make it

But how do I deny that?

I don't have talent, nor good education,

Or even a chance to be successful in life

They've said a lot of things to me

Said I was fat, stupid, ugly,

And even retarded to be this way

But guess what?

We're all unique, inside out

And no one'll be able to change the way we are

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Thanks to potterheadivergent and Giselle_PHANDOM for voting :)

(this was pre-written and I have absolutely no idea why this was so depressing whoops)