What I tell myself

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Each day I tell myself,"Why human?Why couldn't I be a mosquito,who risk their lives to get blood to live,or an animal that gets hunted yet live to see another day?Why did I have to be a human who where mask with smile that shatter will shatter sooner or later? Why did I have to go from happy even though I was bullied to a girl who no longer laughs at her father who jokes,a person who doesn't hug as much,and hates to be ignored,and think 'there goes another one'?Why did you choose to take my happiness,and when I wish to cry it's only one and not many?But hopefully tomorrow is different ,tomorrow is a new day.

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