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Jul 2015
Now I'm actually believing,
What I've always tried to prove wrong;
Because it's not right.
Although now I'm not that sure.
This is how I am,
And not how I want to be.
You'll read this and say change it.
But it's not something I can edit.
I can't think of what to do.
I've lost my hope and lost my faith.
I just wanted to be more normal!
God, can't you give me a break!
I don't want to be the same as others,
But I just don't want to be different this way.
I'm not going to spell it out for you.
It's not something I want to explain.
You shouldn't be able to get it.
And if you don't then I am glad,
But I really feel like I'm mad.
No wonder I'm a reject,
But they didn't even know what this is about.
If anyone did then,
I would truly have no chance.
I wish this was something I could change.
I wish when I said "I am normal!"
I wouldn't find out any different.
A couple of feet taller,
Yet seeming more unfortunate.
you won't understand my view on it because I haven't said, but you might relate in your own different way and if so I hope this comforts you. I know it's not a poem of comfort but I find reading poetry in general comforting.
Chloe's Not An Angel
Written by
Chloe's Not An Angel  23/F/UK
(23/F/UK)   
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   David Ehrgott
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