I feel like I was born a mistake
like I was born the wrong time period
or maybe I shouldn’t have been born at all
because my life is a ******* mess
everyday it’s so messed up
I can tell you my fate like it already happened
Because nothing good happens
Because I’m me, me who is not unique
But a just a shadow in the crowd
A small twig in the dark forest
A speck of dust in the air
I’m just not important
I’m me, the pathetic loser in the background
The one who isn’t accepted for who I am
Every day, my eyes are blackened with fear
For being me because I’m not good enough
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