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Poetry

A collection of depressing poetry I've written. Not all of them are good, but they're real and I think that matters.

2nd Place

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by knbbbb4

by knbbbb4

People see me as a person who can only achieve 2nd Place.

I wish it didn't hurt, but it kinda does.

I'm starting to remember how I felt when I was 12.

Insecure and desperately wanting to fit in, but never being able to quite get there.

So much effort, and for what?

Depression and self-esteem issues.

I sought validation from them because I had decided that they were important.

They were like the "Asian Mean Girls of Suburbia"

Horrible and cruel, but even so you still wanted to be them.

I wanted to be them, but I couldn't cuz all I'll ever be is

2nd Place.