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Jul 2019
I don’t walk around like the world hates me.
I walk around like the world forgot me.
Like everyone who knew my name woke up and left me behind.
I don’t think I’m better then you.
I know I’m the worst person here.
And no one deserves me in their life.
Written by
Mantha MW  19/F/Missouri
(19/F/Missouri)   
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