I'm starting to feel,
As if I were human,
I'm starting to break,
As if I knew what for,
I'm not important,
Nothing more than a whore,
I don't deserve the breath,
I don't deserve the love,
For so long now, I haven't accepted it,
I feel as it is too late,
Pain and anger soon to be my fate,
I feel cold, and empty,
Physical pain, runs up my arms,
Down my legs,
Forgotten what it's like to be normal.
Normal... is there even a term?
What is normal... nothing.
As am I, normal's twin.
If I play the game, I play to win..
But, as it seems..
I lost where to begin.
So I lose, I give in.
Nothing is as it has been.
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