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I am but a mere survivor of life.

I wonder how long this world of ours will last.

I hear the voices around me.

I see things that my eyes shouldn't.

I am nothing but a teenager in a place filled with adults.

I pretend to smile when I'm sad.

I feel terrible that i can't speak a lie, but so many

are spoken to me.

I touch the soft fur of my cat as he purrs in my lap.

I worry about so many things that shouldn't even be

thought of at my age.

I cry when I think about past relatives that have past away into a world of greater knowledge and life.

I am but a bird with my wings flapping endlessly in

the skies of forever.

I understand that life is only what we make it.

I say things that don't make sense to anyone but myself.

I dream of having someone that fully understands who I am,

not who they expect me to be.

I hope that one day, life will get easier.

I am weak, living in a world that requires strength.