Poezja

Worthless, forgotten,
nervous, mistaken
That's me, it's who I am
 It may not be great
But it's all I know Stop looking and labeling 
I'm not a show
I'm human like you
Different, awkward, secretive, ashamed
I keep on trying, and trying, and trying to escape
It's no use,
I'm trapped
And put on display
For the world to see
I don't know what to say to you
Other than
-I'm tired of being beaten
Destroyed,
unwanted
My heart may still beat
But really,
what's the poin
tI'll never be what you want
Me to be
coz I AM WHO I AM
 


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