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Sep 2016
I turned seventeen today,
that sort of worthless number between that of
sixteen and eighteen,
i'm in between that of a teen and an adult.
I turned seventeen today,
and never have I ever felt so alone,
so bare,
as if I had no friends.
I turned seventeen today,
that's 5 years of erased memories,
7 years of happiness,
and 5 years of severe depression.
Seventeen,
as the day comes closing to an end,
I feel like I have verified that of any
poor opinion I had of myself,
I can'tΒ Β internalize well enough how I am feeling,
I feel beaten emotionally,
not much of anyone had cared to even say anything to me,
including that of more than half my family,
Only one good friend had decided to wish me anything,
and that meant the world to me,
not even my best friend of odd said years texted me.
I turned seventeen today,
I wish I hadn't,
I wish I was ten again,
back when I didn't feel so alone,
I have so many "friends" supposedly,
but among this crowd in which I have tried to accustom to
it seems I can not,
the worst feeling anyone can deal with,
is being around so many people yet feel so isolated.
I turned seventeen today,
seventeen,
and for the fourth birthday in a row,
I feel even more alone than I had previously in all my life.
I turned seventeen today.
Just jotting how I feel today I guess...
Written by
Godlink  20/M
(20/M)   
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