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Feb 2015
scared of the rejection as if hi was just a question.
all his life the boy was known as shy from the depression.
all he seen was judgement from their eyes in his direction.
words he caught from mouths that threw the lies and the deception.
the rest were all so confident with pride and self progression.
if life was like the teacher, then why was stress the lesson?
why do they feed me *******? leaving me with congestion.
and how do u trigger confidence? you lie to your reflection.
Marcel Foskey
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