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Sep 2019
What am I doing here?
I can’t help but wonder
In a world of no peace
A world in constant hunger
I’ve always felt like a misfit
No matter where I go
They say life’s a present
It doesn’t feel like it though
I don’t mean to be depressing
I promise I want to see the good
Treat every day as a blessing
Don’t get me misunderstood
But with all the chaos surrounding
It’s hard to hold onto hope
I’m 26 and counting
I still don’t know how to cope
What am I doing here?
Maybe I won’t ever truly know
But what I have come to learn
Is this place is not my home
There’s too much love in my heart
For a world so distant and ice cold
Which is what sets me apart
And unable to fit in it’s mold
Erica Girone
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Erica Girone  27/F/Pennsylvania
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