Teenage years were so difficult
Trying to fit in
Sinking my emotions in an abyss
Hardly ever spoke
Did what had been heard
Yet end up alone
Wasting time on what should have been
What could have been?
Never contemplated suicide, just death
Here now grown I have a stabbing feeling
Am I meant for something more?
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