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Jan 2018
I feel like I don't know anything
Hundreds of people pass me every day
Hundreds of songs I hear along the way
Hundreds of words spoken I can't say
Hundreds of colors but all I know is grey

It seems as if everyone already knows these things
That I haven't understood yet
That I haven't learned to get
That I haven't even met
That I haven't got a bet

So how am I supposed to exist if I can't fit in
Is it because I was born wrong
Is it because I don't listen to their song
Is it because I can't stay strong
Why is it I don't belong?

At least I'm asking questions....
Mizar Shephard
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