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What is the meaning ? why am I here ? childless, loveless & free .... I don't want that it just has to be me Born & immediately expected to die .......... a living medical miracle riding high. 50yrs on, One paw in front of another, I'm still marching on, still marching on, marching on, marching on, & on & on. What's my purpose ? what's your plan ? I keep starting over & shedding new skin, like a Chameleon lost in a cold desert. An underachiever was what I was told .......... Politely removed from the education system. Too creative. Too much of a responsibility. A liability. A tie A problem Junior me ..... Escorted to school, from the class room I sat and watched whilst others played below in the play ground, I rarely ever played out. Never naughty...... how could this be when ........ constantly tethered, my freedoms was severed. In my room - the chaos erupted rage whipped like broken china raining round my little heart. why could I not be like everyone else, I scream, why did I have to be me !
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
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What is the meaning ? why am I here ? childless, loveless & free .... I don't want that it just has to be me Born & immediately expected to die .......... a living medical miracle riding high. 50yrs on, One paw in front of another, I'm still marching on, still marching on, marching on, marching on, & on & on. What's my purpose ? what's your plan ? I keep starting over & shedding new skin, like a Chameleon lost in a cold desert. An underachiever was what I was told .......... Politely removed from the education system. Too creative. Too much of a responsibility. A liability. A tie A problem Junior me ..... Escorted to school, from the class room I sat and watched whilst others played below in the play ground, I rarely ever played out. Never naughty...... how could this be when ........ constantly tethered, my freedoms was severed. In my room - the chaos erupted rage whipped like broken china raining round my little heart. why could I not be like everyone else, I scream, why did I have to be me !
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
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