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Apr 2011
so now you sit there and pretend to be alright
though you know you can't make it through another night.

but you don't talk about it, even with your closest friends
(do they exist?)
because you know already, it would just sound strange.

you wouldn't know how to describe that "it"
a feeling? a word? or just a trick?

the truth is, you don't know how to begin.
it's just that you kind of... don't fit in.

you hang out with the normal group of friends
but feel left out. why pretend?

does he like me?
does she make fun of me behind her back?

am i different in any way?
should i change, am i... okay?

saying it, writing it down, it sounds silly

it doesn't even rhyme, does it?
does it matter? does it?

does anything?
Mags
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Mags
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