Waiting Game Comments

So this isn't so much of a poem but I guess a metaphore...

Do you ever feel all alone? Like no one understands? Isolated, you don’t fit in, left out, and no one even notices. Even after you have gathered the courage to say something, mustered up the strength to look it in the eye, and say this isn’t right, it continues. The pain just gathers up inside, bigger and bigger, darker and darker, more pain, more hate.
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