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May 2016
At best...
Im a stranger
Im a danger
to everyone around

At best...
I'm nothing
I'm no one
I blend in with the crowd

At best...
I speak to you
I inspire you
Can you hear the sound

Of hooves on the ground
Of horses back's bound
Of screaming in homes
As a vagrant roams
To find his next meal
Imagine how he feels

Hungry
Loneley
Lost

Invisible
Ignorable
Aside he is tossed

At the end of my life
I'll have won no real fights
I'll have given up my rights
And I'll turn off my lights
to die like the rest
Because thats who i am...at best
(c) Steven Forrester- From Diary of an Ominous Mind
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
(32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ)   
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