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Feb 2015
when i sit in class and i look around
i see how people are better then me
like the way they walk
the way they talk
the way they are smarter then me
the way they have friends
the way everything is different
but when i look at myself i see pain
i see no friend
i see weak, dumb, stupid
i see things that other people  might not
sometimes i wish i was like other people and not have to worry
maybe one more day
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