Simply Unwanted

Simply Unwanted

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Throughout my 17 years of living on this wretched earth that has been in orbit for thousands of centuries. Sometimes I feel like I am floating away just like Pluto but always coming back. Other times I feel worthless and unwanted by the entire population of 8 billion people that have been accounted for. Many times I feel like I am drowning in the sea of the world's population, I am masked off from reality most times. I realize now that my life is sad just with a single glance in the mirror, society says that you need to be perfect but no one is perfect. So everyone is perfectly imperfect, right? Everyone except me I am just imperfect nothing less and nothing more. In my years of living, I have felt ever so lonely from birth everything always saddened me and nothing felt right. Freshman year I met my best friend Katherine and along the way we met Autumn. Even though I feel their internal love for me every day I feel simply unwanted.
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so, I've been struggling for a long time now, and I never told anyone about it. I've never opened up. but I met someone who understands how I feel, and I'm beginning to feel again. I don't know how to do it, but I finally feel I can fight. I've been so exhausted. I'm not better, I'm not sure if i ever will be, but I'm not numb, not entirely. I can't say how I'm feeling, or what i am going to write, but if you want it, it's here. This is for you. For everyone who was made to be the villain by those meant to be by their sides. For everyone with a sensitive heart made to grow strong much too quickly. For everyone who struggles to get out of bed in the morning. For everyone who never could find the words to say why. For everyone who struggles to feel and for everyone who feels too much. For everyone who had to pick themselves back up. For everyone who had to parent themselves. For everyone fighting an invisible battle. For everyone who has been underestimated. For everyone who has to flee to other worlds to cope. For everyone who found other means to silence their voices. For everyone who was silenced. For everyone who was over powered. For everyone who was made to be less. For everyone who had to watch someone else suffer and stay silent. For everyone asking themselves, why? Why would you do this? What did I do? Why is this happening to me? It was never your fault.

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