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Sep 2019
I have a question
For my friends
Of single perspective
I've been pensive
And holding my thoughts
To my chest
Always neglected
I'm not even second best
If I had the choice
I'd raise my voice
And scream up to the heavens
Why am I not good enough?
Why do I
Get left behind
Like some forgotten toy
Am I meant to constantly
Be ignored?
Ripped up?
Thrown away?
Destroyed?
What's so wrong with me?
I think I'm ugly
And 15 people disagree
And of those 15 people
Not a one would actually
spend time with me
Then I think
It's gotta be my teeth right?
But no,
Because I've seen them with worse
So is it my personality?
Yeah I have issues
But most of them I deal with on my own
Am I too quiet?
Too shy?
Is that why I'm always alone?
**** man
I just don't know any more
Maybe I'm just bore
No
that's not the case
Maybe my time is just fun to waste
God this feeling has me on the floor
I'm screaming
To my ceiling
What the **** did you tell me you liked me for??
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
(32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ)   
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