unlovable

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Many do not understand the half of what our peers hide inside...

Submitted: October 13, 2016

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Then there's the sad factor of me being me.
It's like I'm clothed in an invisible sheet.
I can count the number of meaningful relationships I have on my hand, 
my voice comes off as a small grain of sand.
I don't know why I am this way, 
remembering times I could easily laugh and play.
over the years I've become more closed off, 
I don't even know when I started drifting off. 
Sometimes I forget who the hell I am, 
questioning if I was meant to walk on this worn and hollow land. 
I often feel like a waste of space, 
constantly feeling like a huge disgrace. 
It's gotten to the point where people just don't notice, 
when I try to speak up getting a response is hopeless. 
I feel as if I've been living life alone, 
surrounded by people but stuck in a "no trespassing" zone. 
As much as I want to be accepted, 
no one wants to take the time to get to know the forgotten and rejected. 
And this is why I fear I will never find anyone who could truly love me.

~the girl in the back of the class


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